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mr. heartbreaker - kody lavigne lyrics

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[chorus]
rolling through the city in a all black lamb
b*tch we ain’t together, you can’t hold my hand
i’m just tryna smoke some dope, while i count my bands
i been trapped outside the middle, call you when i land
i stay with my brother like luigi
all you hoes can’t see me
getting money last year, so this year gon’ be a repeat
making it look it easy
i know you wanna be me
i been stacking all my colors so it makes hard to leave me

[verse 1]
blackstar life, mr. heartbreaker
b*tch, i’m too important, so i cannot see you later
because i been going up like an elevator
staying with my gang*gang, don’t condone the haters
b*tch, i hang with shottas
i could f*ck your mama
diamonds on my wrist*wrist, like it’s fiji water
i could f*ck your b*tch*b*tch, imma feed your daughter
asking how i make them hits*hits, i been working harder

[bridge]
yeah, yeah
i guess life isn’t what it seems
to get high, imma pop a bean
fill my double cup with some lean
imma lean
[chorus]
rolling through the city in a all black lamb
b*tch we ain’t together, you can’t hold my hand
i’m just tryna smoke some dope, while i count my bands
i been trapped outside the middle, call you when i land
i stay with my brother like luigi
all you hoes can’t see me
getting money last year, so this year gon’ be a repeat
making it look it easy
i know you wanna be me
i been stacking all my colors so it makes hard to leave me

[bridge]
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work

[verse 2]
i just walked in with a hundred racks, see if you could double that
she wanna come and be my main thing, but i can’t f*ck with that
money hopping on a 8*track, think i’m in love with racks
she do what she want, that cocaine, she’ll have a heart attack
wrist watch
know she love my wrist watch
laying in that p*ssy almost d*mn near made my wrist pop
bros over hoes, cause i know that b*tch a big thot
talking all that sh*t, have my n*ggas come and send shots
no, i don not need her
plus she is a eater
f*cking with them scammers
breaking off them visas
balling michael jordan, while you sitting the bleachers
your girlfriend around me, so tell me should i keep her?
[chorus]
rolling through the city in a all black lamb
b*tch we ain’t together, you can’t hold my hand
i’m just tryna smoke some dope, while i count my bands
i been trapped outside the middle, call you when i land
i stay with my brother like luigi
all you hoes can’t see me
getting money last year, so this year gon’ be a repeat
making it look it easy
i know you wanna be me
i been stacking all my colors so it makes hard to leave me

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