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Strange Lyrics - Artist : Pouya
Maybe I'm strange to you
But I'm okay to me There's a cure for AIDS But they wanna clear the streets Your opinion is invalid please don't even speak But you can drop it and bust it open till it's obsolete Maybe I'm strange to you But I'm okay to me There's a cure for AIDS But they wanna clear the streets Your opinion is invalid please don't even speak But you can drop it and bust it open till it's obsolete I got myself too much, but then I think about it These rappers suck, you hear my shit you turning up the volume You at the club getting drunk and I'm sitting in my room Chilling like a wine cooler, one word to define Pouya I fuck with me, I love myself I hate you hoes, I hate your attitude But I love the way you fuck behind them closed doors Come closer to me, get comfortable I ain't Dr. Huxtable, I know it's hard to trust me though Your so cold you make my nuts shrivel up Morons taking Oxy till their body pretty ugly I can't stand them, selecting randoms at my show But sometimes it's just for show, I think this year I'll let you know Maybe I'm strange to you But I'm okay to me There's a cure for AIDS But they wanna clear the streets Your opinion is invalid please don't even speak But you can drop it and bust it open till it's obsolete Face cocaine white Pussy panther pink Fuck the sink I'm bout to lay you on that mink What you think? [?] I'm a put you on that bed and lay your head down You gotta pay your bills or it's man down There's 7 billion more like you And a good percentage of them don't even have no clue Fuck you I don't know what to do [x8] |
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