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D / Doja Cat / Candy Salad


[Intro]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh-huh

[Verse 1]
Yeah, every night
My dreams seem realer then before
Appealing to the realest niggas really, but I'm poor
I'm killin' shit this is when I'm killin' feelings in the floors
To the roof, they
Testin' sillies screaming keep us off the floor (Uh)
Keep inside your mouth (Yah)
Keep this on the boards
So everytime you speed demon in the freeway and you pause
Take a couple up and still seconds to realize and record
Freedom is just a choice (Yo)
Yeah, freedom is just a choice
And a, yuh
We gettin' way more enemies
I feel like Emily, got these demons inside my belly (Yeah)
I feel my melody get us, nothin' that you could conjure
Is this the marijuana or is it cause I'mma author
Slanging the game nigga, take fame where the fame takes ya
So if you know the models then bottled it for you haters
And follow upon your paper
Follow and see the nature
Then jungle is all around you, but lions no longer chase you
Life's a drag with no tuck

[Interlude]
Humming
Lala-da-da-da
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Lala-da-da-da
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, oh, oh
Humming
Lalala-da-da-da (Huh)
Lalala-da-da-da (Yo)

[Verse 2]
Life's a drag with no trunk
We grind with no trucks
We're gold, with no luck
We see they gettin' high and don't give no fucks
Cause all my hoes gold, and digits and toes done, ayy
Sick of yo old stuff and niggas is cold cut
They always going in the venue with gold guns, like
Showin' they fall off and niggas keep doin' us like (Ooh, ooh)
Cause you tough in the time it all took, uh
That I realize they're inside, they all shook
Some say I am spineless I don't own books, and I am just the author, author to the crooks, I'm
Further that I should be obviously true, all the pussy that I've been in, aw, should make me ill
Coughing all the bills, and parkin' in the hills
My mind sets kinda off but prolly cause I feel, so
Can't stop the memory without devil
Sometimes you gotta hit rock bottom to reach my level
Sometimes you gotta get passed all of them and test 'em
I wish I could see to all thems preceptions
[?] is a bitch nigga, smokin' off my septum
See me and my niggas don't regret nothing, nah-ah
This ain't fo' yo' kids so mama viewer discretion
I- I wan' cha, I warned cha'
I warned' cha, I warned y'all niggas
Uhmmmmm

[Interlude]
Lala-da-da-da
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Lala-da-da-da
Ooh, ooh
La, la, la, la, la, la
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
La, la-da-da-da
Lalala-da-da-da, oh
Lalala-da-da-da, mmm
Ooh, ooh

[Outro]
Vocalizing
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