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Keshore - WET SHOES Lyrics



Keshore - WET SHOES Lyrics




I don't care
To give a second thought
We could be dead
So isn't this enough
With each other
So why I feel alone
45 I shoot that shit
I break a bone
Sorry no sorry
I ripped your Prada
But you put cum stains
On my dolce and gabbana
You touch me like my ex
When I tell you I'm the problem
There's nothing more to say
When your sucking out the sorrow

You make me
Feel like I'm crazy
You make me
Feel like I'm goin insane
Yea yea yea yea
I'm goin insane

So talk, f*cking talk

If it's a dead thing suicide
Your sexy it's a sign
G3 Amg I'm driving alive
If the love hold you back then do it alone

Do it alone

If the love hold you back then do it alone

Do it alone
Do it alone
Do it alone

If the love hold you back then do it

They vibe with a motherf*cker
I'm doin this shit off the beat
Water flowing off the wrist, creek
Flexed up on a bitch, geeked
Walk through the back of the club
The bodies be showing me love
I'm sending my thanks to the most high
Send my prayers up above

Money make it make sense
Treat the ops like a test
Treat your heart like vest
Wear it when they get to blast
Drive to fast niggas might crash

19 on the bus trynna get to NY
Off the gas
Now it's tour bus after tour bus
It's crazy how we did that
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I don't care
To give a second thought
We could be dead
So isn't this enough
With each other
So why I feel alone
45 I shoot that shit
I break a bone
Sorry no sorry
I ripped your Prada
But you put cum stains
On my dolce and gabbana
You touch me like my ex
When I tell you I'm the problem
There's nothing more to say
When your sucking out the sorrow

You make me
Feel like I'm crazy
You make me
Feel like I'm goin insane
Yea yea yea yea
I'm goin insane

So talk, f*cking talk

If it's a dead thing suicide
Your sexy it's a sign
G3 Amg I'm driving alive
If the love hold you back then do it alone

Do it alone

If the love hold you back then do it alone

Do it alone
Do it alone
Do it alone

If the love hold you back then do it

They vibe with a motherf*cker
I'm doin this shit off the beat
Water flowing off the wrist, creek
Flexed up on a bitch, geeked
Walk through the back of the club
The bodies be showing me love
I'm sending my thanks to the most high
Send my prayers up above

Money make it make sense
Treat the ops like a test
Treat your heart like vest
Wear it when they get to blast
Drive to fast niggas might crash

19 on the bus trynna get to NY
Off the gas
Now it's tour bus after tour bus
It's crazy how we did that
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Writer: NATHANAEL KISHORE SURBALLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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Performed By: Keshore
Language: English
Written by: NATHANAEL KISHORE SURBALLY

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