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Bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Bread, then I get my head |
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Get my bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure (closure) | Losing my composure |
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Get my bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Losing my composure (composure) |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Cash I need all the bread, need it all | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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Spend 50k floss in the mall | Fourth quarter range ball, till I fall |
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Molly in her drank got her off the wall | Countin' all this money Ima spend it all |
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Baby I'm the plug like I'm in the wall | Now she takin' xans with some adderall |
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Jumpin' in the party and we finna rock out | I won't tell a soul baby, not at all |
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He don't know my brodie got it on him right now | He was talkin' shit I told that boy to pipe down |
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One more word | Say one more word click-clack lights out |
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One more word | He don't know my brodie got it on him right now |
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Get my bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Say one more word click clack lights out |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Yeah, in it to the end in it to the end | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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On yo friend, that's my fuckin' main, she gon' do what I say | Have no friends, pull up in the Benz, fuckin' on yo friends |
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"Until It's Over (Closure)" | Juice WRLD Lyrics |
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Bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Bread, then I get my head |
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Get my bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure (closure) | Losing my composure |
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Get my bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Losing my composure (composure) |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Cash I need all the bread, need it all | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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Spend 50k floss in the mall | Fourth quarter range ball, till I fall |
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Molly in her drank got her off the wall | Countin' all this money Ima spend it all |
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Baby I'm the plug like I'm in the wall | Now she takin' xans with some adderall |
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Jumpin' in the party and we finna rock out | I won't tell a soul baby, not at all |
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He don't know my brodie got it on him right now | He was talkin' shit I told that boy to pipe down |
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One more word | Say one more word click-clack lights out |
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One more word | He don't know my brodie got it on him right now |
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Get my bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Say one more word click clack lights out |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Bread, then I get my head, then I get my closure | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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Yeah, I don't want no friends, I'ma be a loner | Dead bullets in his head, shouldn't have been a poser |
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Yeah, in it to the end in it to the end | Yeah, in it 'till the end, in it 'till it's over |
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On yo friend, that's my fuckin' main, she gon' do what I say | Have no friends, pull up in the Benz, fuckin' on yo friends |
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In my lane, in my fuckin' lane, 90 on the freeway | Fuck on yo fuckin' main, scratch it like a D J |
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We just had a three-way | That's yo main, she just gave me brain, we just had a three-way |
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Everyday I get paid | Money comin' three ways |
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And that's my closure, dead bullets in his head | Everyday I get laid |
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I'm in it 'till it's over | Shouldn't have been a poser (he's a poser) |
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Then I get my closure | I'm in it 'till it's over |
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Ima be a loner | Shouldn't have been a poser |
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Then I get my closure | In it 'till it's over |
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"Blink 182" | Tyla Yaweh & Juice WRLD Lyrics |
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Fucked your boo | [Juice WRLD:] |
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To Blink 182 | I just fucked your boo |
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She don't like people too | An anti-social dude |
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To Blink 182 | I just fucked your boo |
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Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh | An anti-social dude |
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So I'm listening to Green Day | I'm having a blue day |
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Then I fuck her to some Cobain | Then I fuck her to some Coldplay |
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We get high just so we won't feel pain | While she snortin' up the cocaine |
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Ah-ah-ah-antisocial | Umbrella man the drugs for the heart ring |
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Dudes-dudes | Ah-ah-ah-antisocial |
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I just fucked your boo | Oh, ohh |
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An anti-social dude | To Blink 182 |
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I just fucked your boo | She don't like people too |
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An anti-social dude | To Blink 182 |
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[Tyla Yaw eh:] | Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh |
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This bitch, she talk too much | I fell in love, this girl just overdosed |
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Know I'm the hood and I'm never wearin' robins | You niggas acting way too sus' |
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40 on the waist so you know they gonna rob 'em | Always in the hood and my niggas keep it solid |
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I take drugs too much, and I can't trust no one | Hittin' licks daily, you know they gonna rob 'em |
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[Juice WRLD:] | So I keep 40 tucked, 'cause I can't trust no one |
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To Blink 18227/03/2023, 20:04 Tyla Yaweh & Juice WRLD - Blink 182 L yrics | AZL yrics.com | I just fucked your boo |
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Tyla Yaweh & Juice WRLD Lyrics | https://www .azlyrics.com/lyrics/juicewrld/blink182.html 1/2"Blink 182" lyrics |
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[Juice WRLD:] | "Blink 182" |
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I just fucked your boo | Fucked your boo |
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An anti-social dude | To Blink 182 |
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I just fucked your boo | She don't like people too |
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An anti-social dude | To Blink 182 |
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I'm having a blue day | Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh |
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Then I fuck her to some Coldplay | So I'm listening to Green Day |
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While she snortin' up the cocaine | Then I fuck her to some Cobain |
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Umbrella man the drugs for the heart ring | We get high just so we won't feel pain |
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Ah-ah-ah-antisocial | Ah-ah-ah-antisocial |
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Oh, ohh | Dudes-dudes |
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To Blink 182 | I just fucked your boo |
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She don't like people too | An anti-social dude |
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To Blink 182 | I just fucked your boo |
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Ohh-ohh-ohh-ohh | An anti-social dude |
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I fell in love, this girl just overdosed | [Tyla Yaw eh:] |
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You niggas acting way too sus' | This bitch, she talk too much |
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Always in the hood and my niggas keep it solid | Know I'm the hood and I'm never wearin' robins |
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Hittin' licks daily, you know they gonna rob 'em | 40 on the waist so you know they gonna rob 'em |
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So I keep 40 tucked, 'cause I can't trust no one | I take drugs too much, and I can't trust no one |
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I just fucked your boo | [Juice WRLD:] |
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I just fucked your boo | She don't like people to |
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An anti-social dude | To Blink 182 |
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"Two Cups (Everything's Going My Way)" | Juice WRLD Lyrics |
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New drugs, do you wanna taste? | Two cups, pour me up a A |
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New car, do you wanna race? | New girl, from around the way |
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High key, all these niggas lame | Why these niggas in my way? |
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Cartier, all up on my frames | Nike, checkin out the game |