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Lane - $lut up Lyrics



Lane - $lut up Lyrics
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Everybody wants to find the light in the lies
A good kid, but the bads no disguise
Star gazing heads up in the sky
Fall down, get up, let nobody catchin you whine
Talk truth, now you're crossing the line
Put some dirt in your eyes and forget what you saw
Forget what you heard, forgetting it all
Forgetting it all, forgetting it all
A father's daughter, a daughter, no father
A starry-eyed kid, a charmer, dreams
To be a future barber, innocent soul
Stressed to get out on rolls, mama taught her
Put your foot down and talk, bold, don't talk back
Keep it straight, back, I left some inspirational
Poetry in your backpack, and your father called
He wants to hang out, you can go tonight
It's alright, class arrived, no time to fantasize
But a fan, she was oh so damn mesmerized
Blessed in mind, or petrified
Assignments vandalized by written lines
All the rhyme a poetic crime, seen through doors
Old man, lean, and real mature
To the house tour, turn to a lore
Hand to her shoulder, want money, my dear
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, your body in for show
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, it'll help you make that dough
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, ain't this all you know
Slut up, slut in, slut out, and shut up
Slut up, girl, and shut up
A fiend to we'd, boy, your girl esteemed
And pleased, please, the girl and find peace
In an ounce of weed, you and I, she fell in love
With the pharmaceutical guy, cause eyes closed, love is blind
But for her, it was blinding love
And for him, it was riding love
The high, the highest love, an ecstasy shove
To love enough to show up and not dispose of her
The shine of a child in line, lost in the hands
Of declined attention a drugs, by design
Her body a currency in her mind
Defiant to mamas pleads, to leave it all in the past
And gassed by intimate feel, fueled by a childish sass
To. Make this new love everlast, can't let it pass or collapse
Till mama asked, what makes this boy your love nominee
Well, mama, he's like a father to me
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, your body in for show
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, it'll help you make that dough
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, ain't this all you know
Slut up, slut in, slut out, and shut up
Slut up, girl, and shut up
Aroused by bands of cash, and a flask of liquor
A stash your vice, watch her eye flicker
Take a dick for the picture, it lasts longer
Don't wanna come up missing, free-throw three-pointer
Men gettin' swish's than switching
Love turned to a love's mission
Pissed on by the man, she thought different
Mixin' potions deliberately to put her body at ease
And plea, as she falls to her knees, tears pulled on the floor
Creating a sea, scratchin' at her eyes
Arise to criticize her body
Now minimize the lies from men
She despises a mountain of sacrifices
The price of using vices versus lettin' fathers' curses
Take over, but what will hurt more
Flirtin' and twerkin, she's just a merchant
Workin, got mothaf*cka's lurkin' and worshipin
Urge emergin, burnin, men servin' by observin
Money flyin' through the chirpin, they all prayin' to insert it
Time moves slow, then time moves fast
A little bit of money just to shake that ass
A little bit of paper just to roll some grass
She got the whole college inside her hands
At mass find the stash at last
Ease her mind for cash
Good love will pass
Ten dollars for a flash
What an easy snatch
Keep love in the past
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, ho
Slut up, bitch, your body in for show
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, ho
Slut up, bitch, it'll help you make that dough
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, ho
Slut up, bitch, and this all you know
Slut up, slut in slut out and shut up
Slut up, girl, and shut up
Father, hope you're proud of me
Mama, don't be sad for me
This men just wanna see anatomy
My anatomy
Don't be mad at me
Please, I do it happily
I do it happily
Just be proud of me
Don't be sad for me
Don't be mad at me
Don't be sad for me, please
Father, hope you're proud of me
Mama, don't be sad for me
This man just wanna see anatomy
My anatomy
Don't be mad at me
Please, I do it happily
I do it happily
Just be proud of me
Don't be sad for me
Don't be mad at me
Don't be sad for me, please
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Everybody wants to find the light in the lies
A good kid, but the bads no disguise
Star gazing heads up in the sky
Fall down, get up, let nobody catchin you whine
Talk truth, now you're crossing the line
Put some dirt in your eyes and forget what you saw
Forget what you heard, forgetting it all
Forgetting it all, forgetting it all
A father's daughter, a daughter, no father
A starry-eyed kid, a charmer, dreams
To be a future barber, innocent soul
Stressed to get out on rolls, mama taught her
Put your foot down and talk, bold, don't talk back
Keep it straight, back, I left some inspirational
Poetry in your backpack, and your father called
He wants to hang out, you can go tonight
It's alright, class arrived, no time to fantasize
But a fan, she was oh so damn mesmerized
Blessed in mind, or petrified
Assignments vandalized by written lines
All the rhyme a poetic crime, seen through doors
Old man, lean, and real mature
To the house tour, turn to a lore
Hand to her shoulder, want money, my dear
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, your body in for show
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, it'll help you make that dough
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, ain't this all you know
Slut up, slut in, slut out, and shut up
Slut up, girl, and shut up
A fiend to we'd, boy, your girl esteemed
And pleased, please, the girl and find peace
In an ounce of weed, you and I, she fell in love
With the pharmaceutical guy, cause eyes closed, love is blind
But for her, it was blinding love
And for him, it was riding love
The high, the highest love, an ecstasy shove
To love enough to show up and not dispose of her
The shine of a child in line, lost in the hands
Of declined attention a drugs, by design
Her body a currency in her mind
Defiant to mamas pleads, to leave it all in the past
And gassed by intimate feel, fueled by a childish sass
To. Make this new love everlast, can't let it pass or collapse
Till mama asked, what makes this boy your love nominee
Well, mama, he's like a father to me
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, your body in for show
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, it'll help you make that dough
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, hoe
Slut up, bitch, ain't this all you know
Slut up, slut in, slut out, and shut up
Slut up, girl, and shut up
Aroused by bands of cash, and a flask of liquor
A stash your vice, watch her eye flicker
Take a dick for the picture, it lasts longer
Don't wanna come up missing, free-throw three-pointer
Men gettin' swish's than switching
Love turned to a love's mission
Pissed on by the man, she thought different
Mixin' potions deliberately to put her body at ease
And plea, as she falls to her knees, tears pulled on the floor
Creating a sea, scratchin' at her eyes
Arise to criticize her body
Now minimize the lies from men
She despises a mountain of sacrifices
The price of using vices versus lettin' fathers' curses
Take over, but what will hurt more
Flirtin' and twerkin, she's just a merchant
Workin, got mothaf*cka's lurkin' and worshipin
Urge emergin, burnin, men servin' by observin
Money flyin' through the chirpin, they all prayin' to insert it
Time moves slow, then time moves fast
A little bit of money just to shake that ass
A little bit of paper just to roll some grass
She got the whole college inside her hands
At mass find the stash at last
Ease her mind for cash
Good love will pass
Ten dollars for a flash
What an easy snatch
Keep love in the past
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, ho
Slut up, bitch, your body in for show
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, ho
Slut up, bitch, it'll help you make that dough
Slut up, bitch, yeah slut up, ho
Slut up, bitch, and this all you know
Slut up, slut in slut out and shut up
Slut up, girl, and shut up
Father, hope you're proud of me
Mama, don't be sad for me
This men just wanna see anatomy
My anatomy
Don't be mad at me
Please, I do it happily
I do it happily
Just be proud of me
Don't be sad for me
Don't be mad at me
Don't be sad for me, please
Father, hope you're proud of me
Mama, don't be sad for me
This man just wanna see anatomy
My anatomy
Don't be mad at me
Please, I do it happily
I do it happily
Just be proud of me
Don't be sad for me
Don't be mad at me
Don't be sad for me, please
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Writer: $lane, Tyran Bateman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Lane
Language: English
Length: 4:41
Written by: $lane, Tyran Bateman
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