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Paroles de la chanson Cupid par A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie
Im da Boogieman in the closet
London he a monster
I don't wanna fall in love (Nah, nah)
So I shot Cupid in the head, hit him up (Bah)
My first body, and that's body number one (One)
Karma is bitch, she is a thottie and a slut (Slut)
I was fucked up but now it's lit (Now it's lit)
Hah, now I'm looking like a lick (Like a lick)
I was stabbed in the back by a bitch (Bah)
Took the same knife, put it right back in the bitch (Ah)
Body number two, my hitlist
London he a monster
I don't wanna fall in love (Nah, nah)
So I shot Cupid in the head, hit him up (Bah)
My first body, and that's body number one (One)
Karma is bitch, she is a thottie and a slut (Slut)
I was fucked up but now it's lit (Now it's lit)
Hah, now I'm looking like a lick (Like a lick)
I was stabbed in the back by a bitch (Bah)
Took the same knife, put it right back in the bitch (Ah)
Body number two, my hitlist
I miss my ex
Sike, ha, She's dead
She loved Hermès
I love her ass
Patek on my wrist, blaow
Bitches on my dick now (now)
I been thinking out loud
If it ain't about money, shut up
Heard you talking to the feds, got me fed up
That's the reason I ain't spin the block, get you wet up
And Like the Fourth of July, it could get lit up
I might be the flyest nigga in my borough
I make Puma's look like Christian Diors
Trying on my shoes, it might get hard to walk
Girl, your beautiful eyes when you talk
I can never be love (Yeah)
Sike, ha, She's dead
She loved Hermès
I love her ass
Patek on my wrist, blaow
Bitches on my dick now (now)
I been thinking out loud
If it ain't about money, shut up
Heard you talking to the feds, got me fed up
That's the reason I ain't spin the block, get you wet up
And Like the Fourth of July, it could get lit up
I might be the flyest nigga in my borough
I make Puma's look like Christian Diors
Trying on my shoes, it might get hard to walk
Girl, your beautiful eyes when you talk
I can never be love (Yeah)
Shot cupid in the head, hit him up (Headshot)
First body that I ever fuckin dubbed
Karma is a bitch, she is thottie and a slut
I was fucked up but now it's lit (Now it's lit)
Hah, now I'm looking like a lick (Like a lick)
I was stabbed in the back by a bitch (Bah)
Put the same knife, put it right back in the bitch (Ah)
Body number two, my hitlist
I can never be love (Yeah)
Shot cupid in the head, hit him up (Headshot)
First body that I ever fuckin dubbed
Karma is a bitch she is a thottie and a slut
I was fucked up but now it's lit (Now it's lit)
Hah, now I'm looking like a lick (Like a lick)
I was stabbed in the back by a bitch (Bah)
Put the same knife, put it right back in the bitch (Ah)
First body that I ever fuckin dubbed
Karma is a bitch, she is thottie and a slut
I was fucked up but now it's lit (Now it's lit)
Hah, now I'm looking like a lick (Like a lick)
I was stabbed in the back by a bitch (Bah)
Put the same knife, put it right back in the bitch (Ah)
Body number two, my hitlist
I can never be love (Yeah)
Shot cupid in the head, hit him up (Headshot)
First body that I ever fuckin dubbed
Karma is a bitch she is a thottie and a slut
I was fucked up but now it's lit (Now it's lit)
Hah, now I'm looking like a lick (Like a lick)
I was stabbed in the back by a bitch (Bah)
Put the same knife, put it right back in the bitch (Ah)
Body number two, my hitlist
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