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martyr / i got it all - sister margie lyrics

martyr
[intro]
oh f*ck!

[chorus]
cos i’m a b*tch, yeah, baby i’m a b*st*rd
when the world’s crashing down, i won’t be your martyr
wanna beat me, then you gotta work harder
wanna beat me, then you gotta be smarter (wet)

[verse 1]
ooh, just dropped a nuke on the business
so you better beg forgiveness
tryna come up with a witness
tryna test me like the litmus
he’s on a flight, b*tch go back to the club
in my city they be showing me love
treat me like a queen, they be making me blush
paparazzi walk in and i’ve had еnough (f*cking)

[chorus]
cos i’m a b*tch, yeah, baby i’m a b*st*rd
when the world’s crashing down, i won’t bе your martyr
wanna beat me, then you gotta work harder
wanna beat me, then you gotta be smarter (wet)
[verse 2]
i’m a product of sl!ck rick
with a four to four sick kick
yeah i freestyle this sh*t
i just do it the cl!ck (i’ma)
bring the beat back five years like it’s timehop
me and stephen on tour, we just did another stop
we at selfridges, we just did a big shop
me and the girls making merch, we might do a new drop (f*cking)

[verse 3]
i’m a bad b*tch you don’t wanna lose me
me and stephen dropping loosies
old heads acting like a newbie
coincidence like ruby
ooh! call me a b*tch well, let me know how it tastes
kerb stomp it out, get the pavement on your face
don’t make a mess on 350s with the shiny lace
don’t make a scene when you’re up in the rave (f*cking)
[chorus]
cos i’m a b*tch, yeah, baby i’m a b*st*rd
when the world’s crashing down, i won’t be your martyr
wanna beat me, then you gotta work harder
wanna beat me, then you gotta be smarter (wet)
cos i’m a b*tch, yeah, baby i’m a b*st*rd (wet)
when the world’s crashing down, i won’t be your martyr (wet)
wanna beat me, then you gotta work harder (wet)
wanna beat me, then you gotta be smarter (wet)
(wet)
(wet)

i got it all
[verse 4]
so i’m bringing it down and i’m gonna bring it up
i think i’m a legend, mmm yeah it’s just a hunch
no i don’t give a sh*t i don’t give a f*ck
i’m at the top having bottomless brunch
and to top it all off pop the cork on the champagne
i’ve got it all, do i really have to explain?
if you really know me you’d be up in my brain
you can not manage me, no i don’t need tree paine
haters get green with jealousy like brat summer
i’ve got it all, and i might drop some covers
in the dining room treating it like a bunker
drop and give me twenty like i just dropped vultures
can’t be forlorn rocking the fwaylawn i just copped
you think that you’ve got it all, i think you should stop
call me jeffrey i’m truly humble under god
call me taylor if you wanna beat me you’ll be blocked
cos i’m dropping back to back classics
stab me in the back i’m protected by my habit
yeah by my habit
yeah it’s a habit for me

- sister margie lyrics

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