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Temp Hitts - Eclipse Lyrics



Temp Hitts - Eclipse Lyrics
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah eah
My circle like the eclipse
You can't see who all i deal with
Claiming you got motion
Then why in the hell I ain't sea sick
Heard your bih put you out
Cause she tied of you living free rent
Heard you can't stand me well bih sit
My name in they mouth like spit
Can't put me out I'm lit
I was raised on eating pork
But I be ducking the pigs
How the hell you a stud
But you still taking dikk
Your ex told me how she was
Hitting you with a strap on
And you hella dusty
Using somebody else strap on
Known to use codes
Don't know who going to tap in
On them cellphones
How you blowing gas and trying to sell it
Mane gone
You a ahh my nicca
Matter fact you a clown
Little miss herpes
Slurping on a slurpees
Mad I'm telling the truth
Now she saying she going to hurt me
Fuh it my nicca now I'm purging
Geeks on tweets I'm serving
If it don't weight right i won't purchase
Play blind to it like curtains
Cut haters outta my circle like a surgeon
If you my person it's my burden
If you loyal I'm for certain
This niccas be thinking I'm green turtles
Play like I don't know shxt
They will never know who merk them
And yeah yeah i notice
Each and every version
That's why i stay dangerous
And keep a small ahh circle
I keep a small ahh circle
My circle like the eclipse
You can't see who all i deal with
Claiming you got motion
Then why in the hell I ain't sea sick
Heard your bih put you out
Cause she tied of you living free rent
Heard you can't stand me well bih sit
My name in they mouth like spit
Can't put me out I'm lit
I was raised on eating pork
But I be ducking the pigs
How the hell you a stud
But you still taking dikk
Your ex told me how she was
Hitting you with a strap on
And you hella dusty
Using somebody else strap on
Known to use codes
Don't know who going to tap in
On them cellphones
How you blowing gas and trying to sell it
Mane gone
You a ahh my nicca
Matter fact you a clown
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English

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah eah
My circle like the eclipse
You can't see who all i deal with
Claiming you got motion
Then why in the hell I ain't sea sick
Heard your bih put you out
Cause she tied of you living free rent
Heard you can't stand me well bih sit
My name in they mouth like spit
Can't put me out I'm lit
I was raised on eating pork
But I be ducking the pigs
How the hell you a stud
But you still taking dikk
Your ex told me how she was
Hitting you with a strap on
And you hella dusty
Using somebody else strap on
Known to use codes
Don't know who going to tap in
On them cellphones
How you blowing gas and trying to sell it
Mane gone
You a ahh my nicca
Matter fact you a clown
Little miss herpes
Slurping on a slurpees
Mad I'm telling the truth
Now she saying she going to hurt me
Fuh it my nicca now I'm purging
Geeks on tweets I'm serving
If it don't weight right i won't purchase
Play blind to it like curtains
Cut haters outta my circle like a surgeon
If you my person it's my burden
If you loyal I'm for certain
This niccas be thinking I'm green turtles
Play like I don't know shxt
They will never know who merk them
And yeah yeah i notice
Each and every version
That's why i stay dangerous
And keep a small ahh circle
I keep a small ahh circle
My circle like the eclipse
You can't see who all i deal with
Claiming you got motion
Then why in the hell I ain't sea sick
Heard your bih put you out
Cause she tied of you living free rent
Heard you can't stand me well bih sit
My name in they mouth like spit
Can't put me out I'm lit
I was raised on eating pork
But I be ducking the pigs
How the hell you a stud
But you still taking dikk
Your ex told me how she was
Hitting you with a strap on
And you hella dusty
Using somebody else strap on
Known to use codes
Don't know who going to tap in
On them cellphones
How you blowing gas and trying to sell it
Mane gone
You a ahh my nicca
Matter fact you a clown
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Writer: Jean Market
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Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Jean Market
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