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Tomorrow (Explicit)歌词完整版
Tomorrow (Explicit) - GloRilla/CMG The Label
Lyrics by：Gloria Woods/Antonio Anderson Jr
Composed by：Gloria Woods/Antonio Anderson Jr
Cheese
His name is Cheese
They say they don't **** wit' me
Cheese
But I say they can't **** wit' me
Just like the air
I'm everywhere
How you say it's up wit' me
Poppin' ****
You would think I went to school for chiropractin'
Poppin'
Lookin' good as hell today
Just sent my n***a five attachments
Look at this
Why did you confront me 'bout a n***a
Man
You *****es backwards
Stupid a*s
They come at me 'bout n***as who I don't even find attractive
Ugh
I don't know that n***a
I just seened him on the town before
I can't be up her face
I took her n***a down before
Nah
When I lose a n***a
I just pop out and go find some mo'
Easy
Soon as I feel like my time get waisted
Then it's time to go
Deuces
They say they don't **** wit' me
But I say they can't **** wit' me
On cunt
Just like the air
I'm everywhere
How you say it's up wit' me
Huh
Them *****es should've stayed down
They could've been up wit' me
Too bad
But all they doin' is talkin' down
'Cause they can't get up wit' me
Lame a*s
My ex ****in' on my old friend
Both they a*s some ****in' clowns
Haha
Thinkin' that she got one up on me
She got my hand-me-downs
Lame a*s ho
He thought wasn't gon' have to stand on ****
Like he was handicap
Thought it was
Make that n***a stand on that
Now his a*s can't stand me now
High as ****
I'm lit
Yuh
I don't smoke no Swishers
Nope
Slidin' wit' my gang and them
Look at them like sisters
That's gang
These *****es be lettin' them go out sad about these n***as
Ugh
I don't wanna hang wit' them
They don't handle business
They can't hang wit' us
They be goin' for anything
But I can't go for none of that
None of that
Why would I go chase you
If I know you gon' come runnin' back
**** 'em up
Cut everybody off
Lately been feelin' like the lumberjack
**** 'em
They really got me ****ed up
And I wasn't goin' for none of that
None of that
She the type
The n***a make her mad she go tweet somethin'
Ugh
Me
I'm kinda ratchet still so I'm the type to beat somethin'
Beat 'em up
I can't love you
Baby
Like yo' ***** do
So don't leave her
Keep that bih'
He gon' choose her every time 'cause it's cheaper to keep her
Hahaha
Can't say yo' name up in my songs
Might not **** wit' you tomorrow
Nah
Can get my feelings hurt today
I won't give a **** tomorrow
That's just me
Ain't ****ed up 'bout no credit score
I might be rich as **** tomorrow
Duh
Everyday the sun won't shine
But that's why I love tomorrow
Aight
Lemme hear that
