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left the moon - x maniacs lyrics

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[intro: krucifix]
(yeah, i just left the moon)
(yuh, yuh, i just left the moon)
(oh yuh yuh, yuh yuh, yuh yuh, yuh)

[chorus: krucifix]
yuh, i just left the moon (just left the moon)
i told this bad b*tch “hop in the coupe”
i’m stacking these racks, i’m in a loop
yeah, went to count up, yeah, who is you?
now she off the x, and she act like a fool
yeah, that p*ssy wet, yeah i dive like a pool
pull up to yo block, ain’t sh*t you would do
call up my brother, he bringin’ the tool

[verse 1: vternal]
i call up my boy, he bringing the fire
i’m smokin that gas, i keep gettin higher
i told her i love her, but i am a liar
yeah but i hope she don’t care
she pointed to thе moon, she wanna go there
but shawty, i just lеft it so i’ma stay here
she off all the drugs, she not waking up
i know she don’t love me so i don’t give a f*ck
the money the reason that she fell in love
the money the reason anyone around
i met this bad b*tch from outta town
took her straight to my room, and then she went down
i’m swimming lil b*tch, i’m watching ‘em drown
she f*ck with the music, she f*ck with my sound
the sun is down, now i’m ridin’ alone
don’t hit me shawty, i’m in my zone
[verse 2: krucifix]
yuh, yuh, once the drug in my system, i’m in my zone
he was talking on the x, got shot down, bullets to his dome
yeah, i f*ck this b*tch, kick her out my home
late night, now i’m blastin’ this song
come on shawty, tell me, why is you hurt?
when it rains, it pours, leave yo mans on a shirt
talking on my name, put you up in the dirt
made that p*ssy wet, yeah i made that b*tch purr
you say you would k!ll me but we know that you won’t
i’m leaving this b*tch, she said “please don’t”
i’m making this money yeah off of my phone
if it ain’t about the money, you get ignored
talking on me, tote my pistol, clock it back then i’ma let that sh*t go

[chorus: krucifix]
yuh, i just left the moon (just left the moon)
i told this bad b*tch “hop in the coupe”
i’m stacking these racks, i’m in a loop
yeah, went to count up, yeah, who is you?
now she off the x, and she act like a fool
yeah, that p*ssy wet, yeah i dive like a pool
pull up to yo block, ain’t sh*t you would do
call up my brother, he bringin’ the tool

[outro: krucifix]
(call up my brudda, he bringin’ the tool)
(yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

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