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dementia - cupcakke lyrics

[chorus]

that n*gga done caught, that n*gga done caught dementia, dementia
demen*demen*demen*demen*dementia
that n*gga done caught, that n*gga done caught dementia, dementia (wake the f*ck up, n*gga)

[post*chorus]
baby girl, he forgot about you, you, you
when he felt what this p*ssy do, do, do, do (yeah)
now he on the phone telling you that he through (keep it goin’)
i say, “who the f*ck is she?” that n*gga said, “who?” (keep it goin’, chris, yeah, yeah)

[verse]
’cause he back in my face, i can’t be replaced (that ho)
look at me, n*gga, what could you say?
sh*t on a b*tch, only time that i waste
he buy me ice, then you know i’ma skate (brr)
got to his homie
ass thicker than a pack of bologna
i got van cleef, lv, double c’s, cuban links and your n*gga up on me (sheesh)
he said, “baby, this one for us, drop the addy, let me know where you stay”
i said, “it ain’t no us, n*gga, you must’ve meant united states”
next time, you should abbreviate
i’m the bad b*tch everyone hate (uh*huh)
i would never double text no n*gga in life, i’d rather moonwalk on her grave
i done pressed that b*tch and i done pressed her too (uh*huh)
same b*tch unfollowed, why her n*gga followed through?
we ate rigatoni, steak, lambs, baked potatoes, ooh
he take you to 7*eleven and ask, “do you want a juice?”
we are not the same, b*tch, you took him back five times in a row
if you take him back one, two, three, four, five times, b*tch, it’s back to the store
get me some more, run me the dough, then treat his ho like a tv show

now go pour, pour, pour, pour, pour, pour, pour some more
b*tch, you must be drunk, thinking you can go toe*to*toe (are you dumb?)
with a b*tch like me, yeah, just keeping it p, yeah
rich n*gga, only thing broke is his memory, yeah
[chorus]
that n*gga done caught, that n*gga done caught dementia
that n*gga done caught, that n*gga done caught dementia, dementia
demen*demen*demen*demen*dementia
that n*gga done caught, that n*gga done caught dementia, dementia

[post*chorus]
baby girl, he forgot about you, you, you
when he felt what this p*ssy do, do, do, do
now he on the phone, telling you that he through
i say, “who the f*ck is she?” that n*gga said, “who?”

[bridge]
dementia
dementia, dementia
dementia
dementia, dementia

[chorus]
baby girl, he forgot about you, you, you
when he felt what this p*ssy do, do, do, do
now he on the phone, telling you that he through
i say, “who the f*ck is she?” that n*gga said, “who?”

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