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MELROSE

¥$, Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign, Playboi Carti

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Schyeah
Mama told me tomma-con
Wayta-dish-dola
Way don't, way don't know
They can't keep me
Do you believe in light?
Do you believe in light?
My eternal life, this kind of life
This kind of life, this kind of night
This kind of fight, this kind of—
Pussy got me back on Melrose
Eight-inch-high stilettos
She said, "Cut off all my hoes," but I can't let go
She's telling me I'm too ghetto
Pussy got me back on Melrose
Eight-inch-high stilettos
She said, "Cut off all my hoes," but I can't let go
She like, "Dolla $ign, you too ghetto"
She be embarrassed to wear my jewelry
How many terrorists, ama-nurry
Amina time, you remember me?
Gotta repond to enemy
I tell her, "I'm not your enemy"
I gotta find some bela-la
Then I just shot your rental car
I'ma shit on, where it's enema (Schyeah)
Fi-tuh-nun
I done broke out the edge
I done fucked her out LA
Waitin' on for the day (Schyeah)
Pussy got me back
Pussy got me back (Schyeah)
Pussy got me back on Melrose
Eight-inch-high stilettos
She said, "Cut off all my hoes," but I can't let go (Puss', puss', puss')
She telling me I'm too ghetto (Puss')
Pussy got me back on Melrose (Puss')
Eight-inch-high stilettos (Puss')
She said, "Cut off all my hoes," but I can't let go (Puss')
She like, "Dolla $ign, you too ghetto"
Uh, way too much smoke, I need more ammo
Rockstar from the hood, I got a gun and a rose
We done took off with a couple hoes, I'm tryna line some more
And I almost took her home but she started lyin' some more
Uh, everyday I'm just him, everyday she wanna scheme
She wanna borrow my jet, she wanna be on my team
Kiss on me like menthol, I'm tryna bust in her mouth
Tell 'em bring the bags to the house, no, we can't go to the mall
I only let God do the judge, so me and Ye got to pick them all
Got a ratchet givin' me face, in a room in designer hotel
Mask cover my flaws, I'm chaotic, duckin’ the law
Psyched out, back against the wall, hell nah, we ain't fuckin' raw
Me and Blackhaine like a posse, I'm more turnt than Ozzy
Baby, I'm just like a terrorist, cock back, aim at a Nazi
Recording on top of my terrace, you better not move my process
The pussy tried and got embarrassed, and now the little boy in the hot seat
You better not play nobody on that Bluetooth by my partner
We was just trappin' in Atlanta, now we in the green rooms havin' lunch (Ha)
No matter how rich I get, my young niggas still sell sour
She in the house with my shit, she better not touch my flowers
Getting tired of the jits, I got to show 'em my power (This girl better not touch my flowers)
I'm standing on shit like a tower
I'm standing on shit like a tower
I'm standing on shit like a tower
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du)
Oh, yeah
Ooh, woah-ooh-ooh (Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du)
Oh, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du)
Oh, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh (Du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du-du)
Oh, yeah
Pussy got me back (Ha)
Pussy got me back (Ah, ha)
Pussy got me back on Melrose (Puss', ha)
Eight-inch-high stilettos
She said, "Cut off all my hoes," but I can't let go (Puss', puss', puss')
She's telling me I'm too ghetto (Puss')
Pussy got me back on Melrose (Puss'; yeah)
Eight-inch-high stilettos (Puss'; ah-ah-ah-ah)
She said, "Cut off all my hoes," but I can't let go (Puss')
She like, "Dolla $ign, you too ghetto"
Ah-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-ah
Na-na-na-na-na-na-naa-na-na-na-na-na
Ah-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-ah
Na-na-na-na-na-na-naa-na-na-na-na-na

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