Chynna - Bad Feedback lyrics

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Chynna - Bad Feedback lyrics

I was tourin', witnessed hella whorin' Witnessed lots of people lose all their importance I be cordial, stay loyal Thought he was her number one until she started snortin' The parties, detouring, Hangovers and abortions Right now we in the zone though, Speed it up man floor it Don't ignore it, So much more to pour in Meanwhile a situation popped off in the corner She said "You remind me of my dirty white chucks High top, crooked tongue, fifty bucks Life s**s, you made it sweeter for me Couldn't think about a day I didn't have my shorty Sitting under linen, never disappoint me I'm an artist, I'm retarded, n***a don't ignore me Who else gonna ride when the d** out? When I talk about trust who I talk bout? Ignore the sign on my heart saying keep out You a G, down for me, what I need now Tasteless but I'm tasty. You must want to erase me Love me but don't want to, Baby just embrace me I'm a haunt you drive you crazy cause you can't replace me Make you want to scream and shout and holler I'm your lady I stress you out but I promise that it's worth it I'mma get this money honey, promise we'll be perfect I show my a**, but only so you curse it out I be f**ing with you, you my king of queens I vow As I said, who else gonna ride when the weed out? When you talk about trust, who you speak bout? Ignore the sign on your heart saying keep out I'm a G down for you, what you need now." He said "Uh uh f** that. You gotta chill out First it's my weed and then it's my cheese Onto my coke when them pills out Keep f**ing around and get k**ed now You was innocent, you're so sk**ed now Since you want to be, the grownest on the scene I'm gonna go green, you getting billed now Oh you don't like that. Saying you want to stop calling my jack Said you was gonna get clean too Swore I just threw you a life jacket When you want to get your life back? f** with a n***a come right back I don't like that I'm taking my d**, taking my heart, my sight back Because I was riding burning rubber trying to save you I was hitting with no rubbers, n***as never played you So put out all your habits, I ain't betray you But you doing me so crazy, b**h I made you Unfortunately I'm great with my keys I'm fixing to leave, stop fixing your weave Stop poutin'. Start shoutin'. Or something. Make it easy for me I created a monster beyond my control I can see all the h**n that runs through your soul I can see all the proof on your in your mouth how it foams. Could've spent that money on songs"

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