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no more parties in mpan - s-mehra lyrics

la di da da*a, da*a (i like this flavor)
la da da da di da da*a, la*a
let me tell you, i’m out here
from a very far away place
all for a chance to be a star
nowhere seems to be too far

no more parties in m.a
please, baby, no more girls from m.a, uh
no more parties in mpan
please, baby, no more girls from mpan, uh
no more (los angeles)
please (shake that body, party that bod*)

please (shake that body, party that body)

hey baby you forgot your airpods

and your nails still orange from vogue nail salon
it was more than self love for that broad
she got a god complеx saying “mom i want some pods”
uhm, well goofy, take thе nic and make it fruity
eddie clutch*es pens cruelly, let’s watch the a movie
h*ll, go drink some trulys. you new b? you knew me?
well, not the new me. fine screw me, you noobie
a city girl that hate m*n*lapan
used to be breakfast at 6:35
now it’s sleeping, google meet, 1pm brunch, spoil your appetite
weed vaping and freaks claiming your attention with aggression
nic from inspection, middle finger your preconceptions
misogynists and s*xists, jingoists and chauvinists
fruit nic and laced cannabis
this sh*t unanimous for you, it’s damaging for you, i think
i see, to me, you all shouldn’t have entitled rights it seems, i mean
yall really think its cool to skip first class
even went out your way so you could go and eat at zachs
you can’t even divide, you can’t even equate simple math?
that sh*t don’t add up, you look dumb you need to catchup
she acts as if she deserves a famous actor
i said baby, get some calculators you can’t even factor
you’re dealing with malpractice, don’t k!ll a good homie’s confidence
just cause he’s a nerd and you don’t know what a condom is
astrology is fake yooo, soo dumb brooo
make me say “zindagi kharab na karo”
make a me foreign words and act lyrical
make me get cynical
make me lose faith in miracles, science and mythical individuals
lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me
five buddies all hanging out on a sat*rday
y’all making me wish i went to mater dei
the much impunity, the proper knock off friends are tongue*in*cheek
the j*p community, i mean these christ fakes cost communion fees
and shei wants promiscuity, moving herself back and forth through the streets
then her mans been leashed, she was kicking in disunity
and nah b, i was not for it
she said “s*mehra you kinda ugly to be heroic?”
i’mma put you on game for the lames that don’t know they’re a rookie
posting college bed decorations on instagram and snap is the best way to make you look goofy
weary

weary

no more parties in mpan
please, baby, no more girls from mpan, uh

friday night games with dudes tryna act litty
mediocre plays, girls thinking they pretty
thinking back to how this town got here in the first place
second class brits k!lled the native m*n*lapan race
a honest tribe with fair ambitions
but the british stole because it was their mission
got into fights with dudes who act a*list
why do you act famous? you can’t even out fame us
everyone’s willdin’, wonderin’ how some of these teachers got hired
losers in denial that donald trump got fired
my friends haven’t hotwired since william stivale retired
and 3 caps, man, you duping to the liar
any rumor you ever heard about me was pseudo and imaginary
i don’t get done got fake news so unnecessary
for all my parents with kids who are baked
that move here for quality price rate
not knowing the discontent of the children
this generation really do be the victims
i can’t fault em really
i remember father told me “boy no matter what’d happen we’d still be here silly”
i be thinkin’ every day
church lane, need to put up another d*mn exitway
i be paranoid every time
the pressure, the problem ain’t i be drivin’
the problem is i be thinkin’
my parents lent me this car
if i even scratch it i may die
thinkin’ and drivin’ outa m*n*lapan high
might as well head out and take route 9
i ain’t worried bout my friends, i ain’t worried bout my kin
but hey, mr. ye, i am worried bout him
had my life threatened by best friends with selfish intents
what i’m supposed to do?
leave town with no destination like you deamt?
every racist i know, know i hate racists
i’m too brown, i’m too white*washed, i’m too insistent
you speakin’ like this, you too racist
guess we can’t all peacefully coexist
some days i’m in my boots, some days i’m in my forces
if it wasn’t all these divorces y’all wouldn’t act so important
i know some friends, who haven’t changed since
but most of yall have, started to commit sins
a 38*year*old with an 8*year*old with spoiled kid problems
begged her rich daddy to get her a white jeep cherokee
took 17 years for her to take it out
and ofcourse she crashed it soon as she backed it out
and as far as real friends, tell all my relatives i love ’em
even the one that ************************************
i just keep on lovin’ you, baby
and there’s no one else i know who can take your place

please, no more parties in m.a
please, baby, no more girls from m.a, uh
no more parties in mpan
please, baby, no more girls from mpan, uh
no more parties in mpan
please, baby, no more parties in m*n*lapan!

i’m out here from a very far away place
all for a chance to be a star
nowhere seems to be too far

- s mehra lyrics

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