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Come Again?! Video (MV)




Performed By: Seanbrodis
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Sean Loper




Seanbrodis - Come Again?! Lyrics
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Come again?
Don't pretend the situation isn't bent
Got the dabby in my pack
I'm in a puddle of content
Sick of driving
Satan take the belly of the pen
Throw a fifth into the garbage with this lighter ima flick
An imposter
Momma tried to tell me what it was
Dipped my britches in the ridge of getting sleepy in the blood
F*cking bitches, what a life a nigga living just because
F*ck a head if it ain't me
I'm finna cook it with my bro
Shit is moving supa slow
But they call me super fire
Like your girl and she was hot
The number wrong she ain't replying
Summer on the way
Ima clean in the spot
All the fakes, cut the grass, stomp the snakes In da lot
It's a lot
But I'm willing to put everything in drive
Gather all the f*cking bullies, penetrate em with a knife
I ain't really bout the vio but my bio finna smite nigga
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Nah nah, Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Nah nah, Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Nah, nah Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah) What?
Nah nah, Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah) What?
(rah rah rah rah rah)
We can't disguise what lies to face
Battle of the fittest, who will weep?
Shadows trying to demolish me
But ceased cause they still don't acknowledge me
You can't pass
And you shall not
Rather feel my wrath
For which I am king
And this cot is my kingdom
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English

Come again?
Don't pretend the situation isn't bent
Got the dabby in my pack
I'm in a puddle of content
Sick of driving
Satan take the belly of the pen
Throw a fifth into the garbage with this lighter ima flick
An imposter
Momma tried to tell me what it was
Dipped my britches in the ridge of getting sleepy in the blood
F*cking bitches, what a life a nigga living just because
F*ck a head if it ain't me
I'm finna cook it with my bro
Shit is moving supa slow
But they call me super fire
Like your girl and she was hot
The number wrong she ain't replying
Summer on the way
Ima clean in the spot
All the fakes, cut the grass, stomp the snakes In da lot
It's a lot
But I'm willing to put everything in drive
Gather all the f*cking bullies, penetrate em with a knife
I ain't really bout the vio but my bio finna smite nigga
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Nah nah, Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Nah nah, Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah)
Nah, nah Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah) What?
Nah nah, Come again?
(You don't wanna f*ck wit me rah rah) What?
(rah rah rah rah rah)
We can't disguise what lies to face
Battle of the fittest, who will weep?
Shadows trying to demolish me
But ceased cause they still don't acknowledge me
You can't pass
And you shall not
Rather feel my wrath
For which I am king
And this cot is my kingdom
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Sean Loper
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