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triple - cj the x lyrics

[chorus]
triple, triple, triple x
triple x
triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
s*x drugs yes b*tch what you expect
i’m so suspect
s*x drugs that i’m so suspect
what you expect
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
s*x drugs yes b*tch what you expect
i’m so suspect
sеx drugs that i’m so suspect
what you expect (what you еxpect)
[verse 1]
triple x
triple x, triple x, all my exes vexed
my ex giving me neck, hickey on my neck
x tat on my neck
my ex sending me texts, flexing on her ’til my death
all the minds i f*cked perplexed
try to abide by my request, mess with their heads
mooching booze from friends, mooching booze from friends
[?]
i cut off friends over no offense
silence [?] the deep end (deep end)
always on the defense
[?] give a f*ck about your grievance
i don’t make amends i don’t start the steps i play pretend
love that f*cking dress an entity of s*x and i ain’t too impressed
so i’m sensitively giving head the best
bent her over my bed
grasping gasp for breath, grasping gasp for breath
always leave ’em breathless in an existential reflection
the pleasure is a misdirection for my inner tension
take affection with some doubt, notice when i’m reaching out
i’m on my seventh stout tomorrow back devoutly distancing myself

[chorus]
triple, triple, triple x
triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
s*x drugs yes b*tch what you expect
i’m so suspect
s*x drugs that i’m so suspect
triple, triple, triple x
triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
s*x drugs yes b*tch what you expect
i’m so suspect
s*x drugs that i’m so suspect
what you expect (what you expect)
[verse 2]
came to make perfect sh*t and get dirty rich
i flirt with your b*tch i flirt with your b*tch and make skirts lift
i make shirts rip
i got a big d*ck it hurts when i hit this
tongue l!cks, these tit fl!cks, and these fingers twist
i kiss lips, i grope tits, i grip hips, i can stick quick
i can f*ck slow, go gentle, lowride, choke
see i consider this a show
so i perform perfect and go
i know how to play my role
how to party, how to charm souls, how to strongarm
control of art and turn a star to gold
armed to the bone i’m ardent causing harm
and foes charging alarms, my arms folded
i don’t need no arm to hold
smart and swarmy bros
alcoholics never vomit, tolerance like a [?]
f*ck and armistice i’m sowing carnage b*tch
i harness this, i market this
see two cute gals with me in the middle
guys go wild to the beats and the riddles
[?] my guns and my psyche sizzle while you watch
while your little thumbs timidly twiddle
polish my gin, refill this
what i want next?
b*tch guess single shot, double
b*tch gimme triple, triple, triple
[chrous]
triple, triple, triple x
triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
s*x drugs yes b*tch what you expect
i’m so suspect
s*x drugs that i’m so suspect
triple, triple, triple x
triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
triple, triple, triple x
s*x drugs yes b*tch what you expect
i’m so suspect
s*x drugs that i’m so suspect
what you expect (what you expect)

- cj the x lyrics

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