Dis Track
Miss Blaze
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Come on, walk that pretty walk Come on, talk that pretty talk Come on, smile that pretty smile You're the one that makes my life worthwhile Walk that pretty Come on, walk that pretty walk Come on, walk that pretty walk Don't you know? Don't you know? Darling, I need Uh, I needed to start all over Brushed dirt right off my shoulder Bitch, boy, you make me throw up Don't know if you have noticed But you wasn't poppin' 'fore me Turn the lock, I'm the key The realest rockin' with me Don't know if you've been told Nobody is by your side Stayin' down for the ride You see that they'd rather die than be with you (aww) This is what happens when you do evil Bitch, I'm Evil Knievel I hurt you, it's 'gone be legal Seussette on set, the sequel Yeah, I see he wanna trade places with a bad bitch You must want your hair did. Got to be in my cabinet Bitch, boy I know y'all the type of niggas tossin' salads Welcome to the firehouse Let me assess the damages More than my talent Plus, I got like 50 other Looked at you like family Pull one on me Did a number Oh, I see, I see I see, I see Caught on quick, I'm not stupid Tell them folks they can keep the music I'm the leaver, if there was confusion nigga, please, who you think you foolin' You ain't turn me up, I been loud Time coming, seen it from a mile Ain't been fucked with in a Mississippi minute You gotta be kiddin' me This what you get when you fuckin' with for the moment people When you for infinity This elevator music, cause you know we only goin' up from here I told Hendrixx, put that elevator music on Now I'm gettin' back to my old ways Using code names and first initials I love that nigga, so this not to diss him I just hate I started fuckin' with him They really not fond to me Almost done with one degree She say I'm a mean bitch, but that's only one theory Uh, Crest, I brush my teeth the best Whenever I'm in Boulder I'm standing all on his sofa He throw me all on his shoulder, real rag doll But I ain't ask y'all, Been in the trenches and I had to work, this not the last call And if you ask me, I'm the best they ever had, y'all Bitch niggas making bad calls Fix niggas and they bad mouths That's all Uh, mad that I can find lemons Turn ripe lemons straight into lemonade Guilty be the ones that's talkin' I rarely got shit to say Grown as a motherfucker, I'm so done with him I let his mother love him Only me in this place that can elevate Couldn't keep up with me, you gon' miss Blaze Uh Peaceful Sativa Don't offer shit and then tell the whole world that I needed ya Freed ya from the shackles of a badass bitch Speaking from the diary of a mad-ass bitch I barely wrote hits that missed I blew the rack like a kiss I don't owe you bitches shit The bitches in here be dick riding' That's enough, but I'm a keep firing
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Written by: Triniti Simmond, Triniti Simmons
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