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Song: | Poor Thing |
Album: | POOR THING | Genres: | |
Year: | | Length: | 91 sec |
Lyrics:
I've been gettin' by, thanks to a thing or two I got a thing for a poor thing, I'm such a fool, yeah Love don't work, what it do, boo? Love don't work, love just desert you, whoa I'm seein' red, and my cup is full of meds I might hit her mans, fuck her mans, I'm the man Love don't work, but the xans do Love don't work, but I got a thing or two to do, yuh Yuh, love don't work, it should've stayed in school I don't even work, but I'm in the field Love is in the air, so I'm blowing smoke Love don't listen, Cupid an asshole I'm in the field like a scarecrow I only want the neck, I'm a bad host, ha But she still a bad hoe All I got is 'Oh well' I've been gettin' by, thanks to a thing or two I got a thing for a poor thing, I'm such a fool, yeah Love don't work, what it do, boo? Love don't work, love just desert you, whoa I'm seein' red, and my cup is full of meds I might hit her mans, fuck her mans, I'm the man Love don't work, but the xans do Love don't work, but I got a thing or two to do, yuh I had that white girl on me, now it's in my nose I had a white girl shopping, buying all my clothes Lil Peep too faded, I ain't goin' home Now she doing cocaine on my iPhone When I die, with the Devil where I'm gonna go I don't lie, I don't tell her when I'm fuckin' hoes I get high, pop a seal and I pour a four I get high for the pain you would never know You would never know, you would never know I get high for the pain you would never know Where you wanna go? Where you wanna go? I could fly, I could take you where you wanna go What you wanna know? What you wanna know? I be rollin', I be geekin' off that good coke Put it on my soul, put it on my soul Ain't nobody fucking with me and my fucking bros I've been gettin' by, thanks to a thing or two I got a thing for a poor thing, I'm such a fool, yeah Love don't work, what it do, boo? Love don't work, love just desert you, whoa I'm seein' red, my cup is full of meds I might hit her mans, fuck her mans, I'm the man Love don't work, but the xans do Love don't work, but I got a thing or two to do
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