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fix up - justin rarri lyrics

wanna fix up
wanna buy you all the purses baby only when i fix up
go onna island when im rich up told baby pick up
i been feeling alone
only want u my zone
baby pick up the phone
had to drop it leave you lone yeah
i can’t explain it yeah
lately i been feeling like im gettin all attached
and i dont want face it
been had my heart broke i cannot fake it
baby arch it when i f-ck you hit from the back
and make a n-gga taste it cuz
f-ckin these hoes ain’t workin
lil brown bag the burkin
i been taking you serious
run it right back who the f-ck you cursin
these hoes they be twerkin
ion give f-ck bout the cost
she think imma dog
and i think i might give it all

i got
dog ways imma give up
got these hoes on me tryna l!ck up
pullup witta bl!cky n-gga sticked up
i be wallen gotta big up
i be tired of the mix up
see the guap big bank
might just put my heart in a tank
big ol 40 aim it right at ya face yeah uh
told her just be careful
hit her right back dont care
these n-ggas be talkin i swear i dont fear em
who that boy, dont feel him
i been feeling upset
more than little crushes
and its more than little blushes
ooh got new bands in my coupe
my brudda go in he gon shoot
who the f-ck dont care who is you
why these n-ggas on d-ck more than you
you know the sh-t that i do
i swear im in love with you
big bl–dy got red in a coupe

wanna fix up
wanna buy you all the purses baby only when i fix up
go on a island when im rich up told baby pick up
i been feeling alone
only want u my zone
baby pick up the phone
had to drop it leave you lone yeah
i can’t explain it yeah
lately i been feeling like im getting all attached
and i dont want face it
been had my heart broke i cannot fake it
baby arch it when i f-ck you hit from the back
and make a n-gga taste it cuz
f-ckin these hoes ain’t workin
lil brown bag the burkin
i been taking you serious
run it right back who the f-ck you cursin
these hoes they be twerkin
ion give f-ck bout the cost
she think imma dog
and i think i might give it all

can do better
f-ck up again im dead her
why you talkin like he do you better
i shoot up that n-gga got whole lotta metals
im stuck in my bag for real i don’t let her
know that im for real i don’t tell her
whole designer bag im get em
and she climbing back i won’t let her

b-tch imma virgo
only want you in my circle
i pay 25 hunnit the jean jacket
if we talkin bout singles i hurt those
let me show forreal what its worth tho
it dont nothing to me imma say how im feelin
is it worth tho
i dont want no distraction i swear its curse oh
you got it
i swear to god you poppin
i do whatever i want cuz im poppin
i do whatever i want cuz i got it
ex shorty tripping cuz she didn’t call it
wanna be switchin and want to be trifling
don’t give a f-ck i don’t tolerate lying
i got a tiger but heart of the lion

- justin rarri lyrics

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