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we cry together (a short film) - kendrick lamar & taylour paige lyrics

[intro: taylour paige & kendrick lamar]
agh, f*cking hate you!
i swear i’m not gon’ live like this
on my momma, i swear to god
b*tch always on some bullsh*t
for real
you ain’t sh*t

[verse 1: kendrick lamar & taylour paige]
i swear, i’m tired of these emotional*ass, ungrateful*ass b*tches (get the f*ck out)
unstable*ass, confrontational*ass dumb b*tches
wanna bring a n*gga down (stay with me), even when i’m tryna do right
we can go our separate ways right now, you could move on with your life, b*tch
f*ck you, n*gga, you love a pity party, i won’t show up
always act like your sh*t don’t stink, motherf*cker, grow up
forever late for sh*t, won’t buy sh*t, sit around and deny sh*t
f*ck around on a side b*tch, then come f*ckin’ up my sh*t
f*ckin’ up yo’ sh*t? b*tch, you must be bleedin’ and some more sh*t
ooh, hot sh*t, i hate you
b*tch, i don’t owе sh*t, f*ck yo’ feelings, you on some ho sh*t
see, i don’t know why you like playin’ mind games with mе
b*tch, i ain’t slow nor ditsy, i know when you bein’ distant
i know when you fake busy, get out yo’ feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
you b*tch, you trippin’, who got you that rollie chain?
and who put that car in my name?
what you think? i’ma kiss yo’ ass or somethin’?
nah, n*gga, you f*ckin’ lame
[chorus: kendrick lamar & taylour paige]
you know what? f*ck you, b*tch (f*ck you, n*gga)
nah, f*ck you, b*tch (nah, f*ck you, n*gga)
f*ck you, b*tch (nah, f*ck you, n*gga)
nah, f*ck you, b*tch (f*ck you, n*gga)
f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, b*tch
(f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you, f*ck you)
weird ass, stupid ass b*tch (f*ck you, ooh)

[verse 2: taylour paige & kendrick lamar]
wastin’ my time and energy tryna be good to you
lost friends, family, gained more enemies ’cause of you
b*tches starin’ at me at zara, hoes scratchin’ my cars up
should’ve followed my mind in ’09 just to move to georgia
swear to f*cking god, ooh
oh, what, that’s my fault now? b*tch, you power trippin’ or guilt trippin’?
i held your ass down, stupid ass
you just kept me down, that’s a big difference
stressin’ myself tryna figure why i’m not good enough
goin’ to church, prayin’ for you, searchin’ for good in us
lil’ d*ck*ass n*gga that’s tryna go big
but you was suckin’ this d*ck though
well, sh*t, i shoulda sucked his
what you say?
i shoulda found a bigger d*ck, b*tch, get the f*ck out my face, bro
oh, what, you mad?
shut up, b*tch, you got me f*cked up today, on god
haha, ah*ha, you mad, lil’ feelings is shot
go text that raggedy b*tch and tell her you all that she got
let her know you packin’ yo’ sh*t and gotta move by the first
man, give me these f*ckin’ keys
give me my keys, i’ma be late for work
f*ck yo’ job, today gon’ be the day you walk to that b*tch, b*tch
give me my f*ckin’ keys
nope, i like you parked in that b*tch, ho
give me my keys, bro
on god, you ain’t gettin’ these keys
give me my f*cking keys!
ah, now you mad at me, i got you hollerin’ for nothin’
i do the same when we f*ckin’
act like that p*ssy ain’t loose
i’d rather act like i’m cummin’
i’d rather f*ck off the juice
i’d rather f*ck on your cousin
b*tch, you said you gon’ f*ck who?
you heard me, n*gga, it’s nothing
[chorus: kendrick lamar & taylour paige]
you know what? f*ck you, b*tch (f*ck you, n*gga)
stupid ass, f*ck you, b*tch (f*ck you n*gga)
feasty ass, dirty b*tch (nah, f*ck you, n*gga)
man, f*ck you, b*tch (f*ck you, f*ck you)
f*ck you, f*ck you (f*ck you, loser ass), f*ck you, f*ck you, b*tch, weirdo ass
ooh, i f*ckin’—

[verse 3: kendrick lamar & taylour paige]
i don’t even know why i f*ck with you
ah, i’ll be d*mned if i’m stuck with you
changed my number, i’m duckin’ you, b*tch
b*tch, whatever is comfortable
this the type of sh*t couples do?
shoulda thought about cuffin’ you
n*gga, you dirty and you broke
ho, you goofy and gullible, goofy ass
them insecurities you got won’t mind*f*ck me
womanizer, got no affection from yo’ mama, i see
don’t speak on my mama, the f*ck is yo’ problem?
that b*tch don’t like me anyways
b*tch, she gave you the honda
and used that sh*t to throw it in my face
i find it funny you just can’t apologize
egotistic, narcissistic, love, you’re all lies
see, you the reason why strong women f*cked up
why they say it’s a man’s world, see, you the reason for trump
you the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under*booked, under shame
if you look, i’on’t speak, then i’m called on my name
i am flawed, i am pained, never yours, i remain
you the reason b*tches start f*ckin’ with b*tches when they change
you the reason b*tches start callin’ y’all b*tches ’cause y’all useless
you the reason harvey weinstein had to see his conclusion
you the reason r. kelly can’t recognize that he’s abusive
man, you the reason why b*tches like you still playin’ his music (ooh, my god, like)
how are you still—? how are you still f*cking talking?
and i’m tired of these emotional*ass, ungrateful*ass b*tches
fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin’ (fake, n*gga? fake?)
y’all sentiment ain’t realer than what you defendin’
(oh, my god)
it’s a split decision, broads like you and real victims
let’s talk the truth, women in general just can’t get along (explain, n*gga)
uh, when tash got a man, you didn’t pick up the phone (explain, n*gga)
uh, when nate found a job, you said you goin’ home (explain)
why r&b b*tches don’t feature on each other songs then?
what the f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
never mind, b*tch, i’m walkin’ out
whatever, n*gga, i’m off you now
yo’ evil ass kept me well in doubt
p*ssy n*gga, best watch your mouth
p*ssy and mouth is all you got
lay this p*ssy back on the couch
doggie style, then you get on top
[outro: taylour paige & kendrick lamar]
f*ck me, n*gga (i’ma f*ck you, b*tch)
nah, f*ck me, n*gga, f*ck me (i’ma f*ck you, b*tch)
nah, f*ck me, n*gga, f*ck me (take that sh*t off)
ooh, i swear to god i f*ckin’ hate you, only if—
mhm, mm
ah, just a break

- kendrick lamar taylour paige lyrics

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