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Tabloid (Explicit) - Pi'erre Bourne
Lyrics by：Jordan Jenks
Composed by：Jordan Jenks
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
D**n yeah
Like a tabloid she heard about Miami
I'm a bad boy yeah
Genie in a bottle
What you ask for yeah
Wish we could spend time
I'll be backdoor yeah
Came up from sleeping yeah
On that floor
Girl I miss your ocean when
I pass shore
I can't follow you
I just get mad more yeah
My old head told me
Love gon' make the bag short yeah
Yeah we used to be photogenic
Now the photos different yeah
It's like she got asthma had
To let her breathe a minute yeah
She's been ducking out and
******* a n***a on the side yeah
I just had sex with two girls
At the same time yeah
Yeah my girl's got pride yeah
Do a slut walk one time yeah
Slut walk one more time yeah
Live your bestest life yeah
Yeah I'm pi'erre bourne
Baby girl you know I'm fly
Yeah and she givin'
Brain like jean grey
Just use your mind
Like a tabloid she heard about Miami
I'm a bad boy yeah
Genie in a bottle
What you ask for yeah
Wish we could spend time
I'll be backdoor yeah
Came up from sleeping yeah
On that floor
Girl I miss your ocean when
I pass shore
I can't follow you
I just get mad more yeah
You I told me
Love gon' make the bag short
God forgive me for my sins
Yeah I'm smokin' purple like prince
When she give me common sense
Yeah my pockets never thin'
Yeah pockets never slim wait
Table-turn they spin wait
On her knees her shins yeah
She's on her knees her shins on her
Yeah I cut her off again wait
Baby you condemned wait
Suck the life up out of me
And eat on my semen wait
I don't want no kids yeah
My life is like a myth yeah
You wouldn't believe this ****
Yeah you wouldn't believe this **** yeah
D**n yeah yeah
Like a tabloid she heard about miami
I'm a bad boy yeah yeah
Genie in a bottle
What you ask for yeah yeah
Wish we could spend time
I'll be backdoor yeah yeah
Came up from sleeping yeah
On that floor yeah
Girl I miss your ocean when
I pass shore yeah
I can't follow you
I just get mad more yeah yeah
My old head told me
Love gon' make the bag short yeah
