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500 horses - achaziyah lyrics

my p*ssy squeaky, my p*ssy clean
sit on his d*ck and it gangsta lean
i’m not your honey, pay me my money
sn*tch the cat back like you stole it from me
knew the moment i looked your way
those secrets would come out one day (knew that sh*t would come out)
now you’re the one who’s dazed and confused (yeah, that’s right)
about how it feels to end up used
i’ll put the trap out and ensnare ya
run away from my wrath, i dare ya (i dare ya, hoe, i dare ya)
in your home homewrecking
your bf on it, he longnecking
b*tt naked, pеople rubbernecking
fact*chеcking and dot*connecting
took your boo, gone in 60 seconds
it’s a tragedy and now you’re affected
five*hundred horses in the porsche
that i drove from new york to georgia
blocked your number just to end the torture
cuz you not a n*gga i should fall for
five*hundred horses in the porsche (swerving)
that i drove from new york to georgia
blocked your number just to end the torture (block that sh*t, block em)
cuz you not a n*gga i should fall for (block em, block, block, block)

grey area is where i’m stepping
i walk in there like colour correction
showroom, pagani huayra speccing
carbon fibre reflections, fiorano flexing (yes)
yves saint laurent next summer collection
on the decks spinning unreleased records (you ain’t heard this before)
take your veneer, make it disappear
now everybody say schön sie zu treffen (nice meeting you, sir)
oh my god i’m really really wild (rrah)
how many d*cks can i fit in my mouth (uhh)
how many tricks can i make bow down
all the way to the ground (bow down, b*tch)
y’all was lost, now ya found
¿quieres l.e.f.a.? look around
in the desert, not an ounce will come out
to quench your f*ckin’ thirst, b*tch (dry ass)
walk on the runway, serve, b*tch (ayee)
get on ya knees and work, b*tch (whoo, i’m gagging)
five*hundred horses in the porsche
that i drove from new york to georgia (oh you thought i was playin’)
blocked your number just to end the torture (this is not a game, hoe)
cuz you not a n*gga i should fall for (you not it)
five*hundred horses in the porsche (911 r swerving)
that i drove from new york to georgia (had to get away)
blocked your number just to end the torture
cuz you not a n*gga i should fall for

it was last sat*rday (last sat*rday)
since i last saw ya face
knew you weren’t with me to stay
cause if i stayed here you would cause me pain (cause me pain)
two thousand zero one five
i’ve never been more alive
think about it and be satisfied
after all those nights i sat and cried
this is the last time you’ll ever see me
i’m going home (se não aguenta porque veio)
this is the last time you’ll ever know me
leave me alone (leave me alone)
this is the last time you’ll ever see me
i’m going home

five*hundred horses in the porsche
that i drove from new york to georgia
blocked your number just to end the torture (had to end the torture)
cuz you not a n*gga i should fall for (i can’t fall for this sh*t)
five*hundred horses in the porsche (vroom, vroom baby)
that i drove from new york to georgia (13 hours)
blocked your number just to end the torture
(i had to get that sh*t out my phone though, for real)
cuz you not a n*gga i should fall for (mm mm, nah)
you know it’s true
(oye, se não aguenta porque veio)
you know it’s true
picked up the ball for you
leave me alone
i can’t fall for you
i’m just breath and drawers for you
gave you my time and now it’s up
i’m not gon stall for you (se não aguenta porque veio)
made the call for you
i picked up the ball for you
now i’m out, won’t do anything at all for you (se não aguenta porque veio)

- achaziyah lyrics

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