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The Boys and Girls Club Lyrics


Lies being fed with a spoon and you eat it up
Forgot the taste of bitter cause it's sweet to us
You overdue the red when you bleed too much, bleed too much
You bleed too much
Lies being fed with a spoon and you're eating it up
Forgot the taste of bitter it tastes sweeter to us
You overdue the red when you bleed too much, bleed too much, You bleed too much
One zero one (one)
Zero zero one one
Everyone the same I can find one when I want one
You all digits in the system
You all bitches needa listen
Fuck a path make your own
You can laugh now but you know
You feel it from your heart to your soul
Do you, cause I love that
You know only You can get your love back
Gotta find what you love and some time you can spend on it, time you can lend it
I'm living my dream and I'm putting my bend on it
Give me your broke heart, I can try to mend it for you
(give me your broke heart I can try to mend it for you)
Lies being fed with a spoon and you eat it up
Forgot the taste of bitter cause it's sweet to us
You overdue the red when you bleed too much, bleed too much
You bleed too much
Lies being fed with a spoon and you're eating it up
Forgot the taste of bitter it tastes sweeter to us
You overdue the red when you bleed too much, bleed too much, You bleed too much
Hello what the fuck were you thinking?
What's in your cup what the fuck were you drinking?
Say you got no gifts so you graceless
But I think you just basic, face it
You like going out and getting faded
Me too I'm a fiend when that bass hit
You can have a balance, stay lit
Put some work in with that liquor baby lace it
Levels upon levels
Two sides of the same story
No Angel no devil
You ain't on my level
Lotta grey in the world
Lotta prey in the world
Lotta grey in the world
Lotta prey in the world
Used to trap lowkey, Xanman, putting you to sleep cause they dirty I'm the Sandman
Thats all in the past though, clean now with some X here and there cause I love the rave land (cuz I love the)
Lights, no cameras, I bring the action
I come alive at the function when we all packed in
Play hard on the weekends, but I'm hard to get when the week ends
I put the work in
So I'll be returning
i put the-
so I'll be-
( yea yea yea )


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Written by: Bummy Boy

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