Hey, I've been in my bag, I ain't f*ckin' with these bitches
I peep some niggas two-faced, I had to burn a couple bridges
It hurt too see yo own niggas, hate I swear that shit be sickening
Everything happen for a reason, so, I ain't really trippin
Real thrust god like Flavor Flav, baby, I be pimpin
Wockiana, In my apple juice, that's what I be sipping
I been stashin' all these blues, you'll think I'm cripping
Fire Bitty got that bobble head, leave a nigga trippin
Stupid bitch said she done with me, huh, ain't even trippin
Bitch, you really done with yourself, I swear these hoes be finished
How the f*ck I fall down and this is the beginning
How the f*ck I fall down and this is the beginning
I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse
I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse
The same niggas shake my hand, quick to snake me
I got a fire load and I got a fire ethy
Where the f*ck the love go? Now these niggas hate me
The boys got behind, so I told them niggas, chase me
Fire heady and she white, her name Gracie
Layna really bad, backing shout out, Favy
Lay got my heart on my dad, that's my baby
Goin' pee-pee on the phone, that shit crazy
Back it up, she said, Beep, beep, nigga like Mercedes
Gave a head a fire Ye Now his ass, feelin' wavy
Bitch, I'm wearin' bagging clothes, got me dressin' like the 80s
White boy, posted on the south side, Slim Shady
One, come on
One
Bad backin, what's good, JLo
Luh Jlo - Blessing or Curse (feat. Big Yopp) Lyrics
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Hey, I've been in my bag, I ain't f*ckin' with these bitches
I peep some niggas two-faced, I had to burn a couple bridges
It hurt too see yo own niggas, hate I swear that shit be sickening
Everything happen for a reason, so, I ain't really trippin
Real thrust god like Flavor Flav, baby, I be pimpin
Wockiana, In my apple juice, that's what I be sipping
I been stashin' all these blues, you'll think I'm cripping
Fire Bitty got that bobble head, leave a nigga trippin
Stupid bitch said she done with me, huh, ain't even trippin
Bitch, you really done with yourself, I swear these hoes be finished
How the f*ck I fall down and this is the beginning
How the f*ck I fall down and this is the beginning
I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse
I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse
The same niggas shake my hand, quick to snake me
I got a fire load and I got a fire ethy
Where the f*ck the love go? Now these niggas hate me
The boys got behind, so I told them niggas, chase me
Fire heady and she white, her name Gracie
Layna really bad, backing shout out, Favy
Lay got my heart on my dad, that's my baby
Goin' pee-pee on the phone, that shit crazy
Back it up, she said, Beep, beep, nigga like Mercedes
Gave a head a fire Ye Now his ass, feelin' wavy
Bitch, I'm wearin' bagging clothes, got me dressin' like the 80s
White boy, posted on the south side, Slim Shady
One, come on
One
Bad backin, what's good, JLo
I peep some niggas two-faced, I had to burn a couple bridges
It hurt too see yo own niggas, hate I swear that shit be sickening
Everything happen for a reason, so, I ain't really trippin
Real thrust god like Flavor Flav, baby, I be pimpin
Wockiana, In my apple juice, that's what I be sipping
I been stashin' all these blues, you'll think I'm cripping
Fire Bitty got that bobble head, leave a nigga trippin
Stupid bitch said she done with me, huh, ain't even trippin
Bitch, you really done with yourself, I swear these hoes be finished
How the f*ck I fall down and this is the beginning
How the f*ck I fall down and this is the beginning
I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse
I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse
The same niggas shake my hand, quick to snake me
I got a fire load and I got a fire ethy
Where the f*ck the love go? Now these niggas hate me
The boys got behind, so I told them niggas, chase me
Fire heady and she white, her name Gracie
Layna really bad, backing shout out, Favy
Lay got my heart on my dad, that's my baby
Goin' pee-pee on the phone, that shit crazy
Back it up, she said, Beep, beep, nigga like Mercedes
Gave a head a fire Ye Now his ass, feelin' wavy
Bitch, I'm wearin' bagging clothes, got me dressin' like the 80s
White boy, posted on the south side, Slim Shady
One, come on
One
Bad backin, what's good, JLo
Writer: J Long
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