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Boring Bitches

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DM's jumpin' in the rave
Goose in my veins
White Boy Wasted
Said he likes the taste of my lips
Drawn to my hips
Dancin' like a skank on him
Bitches watchin'
Why you at a dance for
If you're not acquainted with the dance floor?
No one likes a boring bitch

Oh my God!
You spilled drink in my hair you bitch
It's gonna frizz, my fake tan is gonna run and shit
Don't she care who's watching her?
She looks fucking crazy
She should be here sitting down and acting like a lady
Acting like a lady
Acting like a lady
Acting like a lady
Acting like a lady

Everybody point 'em out
Boring bitches North, West, East, to the fucking South
Maybe you'll be dancing now

Hands up riding on the wave
Feelin' kinda brave
That dutch courage shit
Said he'd like to see where I live
MTV Cribs
Red Light District
Fuck it, bring a camera crew
We can shoot a vid' or two
And you can bring your friends with you
But no boring bitches dude
They fucking suck and shit

I don't like that bitch
She thinks that she's too nice
She's been chopsing bare man
I've stood and watched her all night
Don't she care who's watching her?
She looks fucking crazy
She should be here sitting down and acting like a lady
Acting like a lady
Acting like a lady
Acting like a lady
Acting like a lady

Everybody point 'em out
Boring bitches North, West, East, to the fucking South
Maybe you'll be dancing now

Lady Leshurr
(Is she sharkin' the floor?)
I'm sick of all this boring gyal in a rave
I've came to dance; I've came to watch face
Why would you even come out your house?
I'mma have fi put dem gyal into place
Dem gyal are actin' hard
I'm on the dancefloor while they stand at the bar
You might as well walk back to the car
And take your bumbaclot back to the yard (hehe)
But serious though
Some gyal should fix their weave and their clothes
Going on stoosh, pay big dough
To come in the club when really their broke (Oh no)
Dem gyal they'll no make it (Oh no)
Dem gyal never make it (Oh no)
Dem gyal
And then ate it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I said it
When I come into the dance they're screwin' just like a lemon
But when any bad mind inside then I'mma dead it
I just wanna get it in to forget it you do my head in, (Rah)

Now, point 'em out
Boring bitches North, West, East, to the fucking South
Maybe you'll be dancing now

Maybe you'll be dancing now
dancing now, dancing now

Boring Bitch

Compositores: Rafael Nathan Greifer (Raf Riley), Henrietta Annabelle Bond (Etta Bond)
ECAD: Obra #25806133

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