sex sellzzzz - iveyy’s lullaby lyrics
[intro]
(6383)
(holy sh*t!)
special orange lipstick that i preordered
because, every day is halloween
orange and black, orange and black
every day is halloween
[verse 1: iveyy’s lullaby]
and i feel my body decompose
keep on f*ckin’ talkin’ but this sh*t is gettin’ old
and i’m running this sh*t back, have f*ckin’ a heart attack
i pour drano in my cup ’cause i ain’t ever comin’ back
oh my god, oh my god, this b*tch, she wanna top me
you can do, like, all that sh*t ’cause all you do is mock me
oh my god, she just blocked me, oh my god, you just copy
i like prada, i like fendi, no, you cannot f*ckin’ stop me
all you f*ggots need to wake up, please shut the f*ck up
i’ve been tellin’ these boys to go and get their bucks up
but they hate on me, i’m sippin’ on chlorine
hit her from the back, i wanna hear her f*ckin’ scream
[verse 2: azara]
can i come inside? i’ma show you what love means
stuck inside l*st, i know you wanna f*ck me
i know that s*x sells ’cause you wanna record me
i know those x pills get you really h*rny
i can cut myself while you lay on top of me
it makes me more h*rny to know you’re not stopping me
l!ck the blood off my chest, let me cum on your tits
i know that you’re a sl*t, come and take all this d*ck
[verse 3: lavendr]
is it love or fiction?
b*tch, i’m posted up in the club, take a picture
poppin’ bottles every night, feelin’ like a do*or*die
i don’t wanna go right now, i just wanna tell some lies
let’s go to the haunted house, inject some sh*t and overdose
pretty little psycho in my head, in a comatose
monsters coming after you, don’t let it be their next pick
i’d let you go but i’m thinkin’ that you’re out of luck
i don’t want your love
b*tch, don’t let me fall, with your b*tch, i’m high as f*ck
b*tch, i’m high as h*ll
posted in the club, poppin’ bottles all night long
[outro: iveyy’s lullaby]
and i feel my body decompose
keep on f*ckin’ talkin’ but this sh*t is gettin’ old
and i’m running this sh*t back, have f*ckin’ a heart attack
i pour drano in my cup ’cause i ain’t ever comin’ back
oh my god, oh my god, this b*tch, she wanna top me
you can do, like, all that sh*t ’cause all you do is mock me
oh my god, she just blocked me, oh my god, you just copy
i like prada, i like fendi, no, you cannot f*ckin’ stop—
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