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Comic Sans Lyrics - Artist : AUDREY NUNA
I make breakfast for all my pretty foes
And my boyfriend look like DiCaprio I could strike a pose for ya, poster bro Get the angel right though Way too much of me, that's an overload Robitussin flow, that's an overdose Die again to grow, that's the antidote That's a miracle, that's the answer, ho Apple in my throat, serpent on the road Way too sensitive and my hands are cold Need a petticoat, feel like comic sans Overused for that paper by the gram Freddy, I'm a killer queen, you lather me in kerosene I think I need a quarantine 'cause I'm a walking Halloween I read it in the prophecy, I need an antihistamine Allergic to an evergreen and I'm a fucking pharisee Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's the answer, ho Yeah, yeah, yeah, Robitussin flow Yeah, yeah, yeah I don't care too much, I don't cry a lot Interviewer wonder if I'm high or not Need an honest bitch 'cause I lie a lot She ain't ginger but she got a fire crotch Can we turn this up to a higher notch? They don't wanna dance, they just tryna mosh Let her fuck somebody else 'cause I'd like to watch It's icy hot, it's icy hot, ay I'm fucked up in the back of a jeep Back chick at the wheel and the passenger seat Ain't nobody with me got a bachelor's degree You can skip me when you passing the weed 'Cause I enjoy the dreams that I have when I'm sleep Back in the city and I'm back in the streets When they see me out know they ask if it's me and I say Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Back in the city, back, back in the city) (Back in the city, back in the city) Yeah, yeah, that's the answer, ho Yeah, yeah, yeah, Robitussin flow (Back, back in the city) Yeah, yeah, yeah And I see in 5D like I'm Ed, Edd and Eddy I got the hot pot runnin', I'm a little unsteady I told my grandmama I'll be back when it's ready But I'm a liar Tie the band on me and the polygraph goes haywire Polymath, polyglot, Paul wants a cracker But I just ... like a lip smacker Ethereum, got up and I hit the ceiling Got up out the water feeling like Popeye Yeah, feeling like, feeling like Popeye, yeah Mmm, fuck Whole Foods 'cause I be feeling like Popeye's, yeah Freddy, I'm a killer queen, you lather me in kerosene I think I need a quarantine 'cause I'm a walking Halloween I read it in the prophecy, I need an antihistamine Allergic to an evergreen and I'm a fucking pharisee Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Back in the city, back, back in the city) (Back in the city, back in the city) Yeah, yeah, that's the answer, ho (Back, back in the city) Yeah, yeah, yeah, Robitussin flow Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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