Wedding Crashers

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I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 Vultures at the altar tell the pastor to watch his back
 My girl said she wanted change and then she got a quarterback
 Well, damn, I ain't no football player
 But I hit it harder than a football player
 The girl of my dreams just became a girl
 And well, we can talk about that later
 Honeymoon in your hometown, bitch, you broke now
 Your mama ask about me almost every week
 He can speak in tongue, talking bout "Forever hold your peace"
 I said peace, please hurry up and kiss so I can eat, mmm
 Tootsie roll and your tippy toes
 So much soul that my soul got soul
 Your auntie and uncle, they love me
 All your bridesmaids wanna fuck me
 Your groom look like a broom and it make me "hahaha"
 Girl, I coulda been your Pap and you be my Remy Ma
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope your play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 Yes, I've been balling, yeah
 Maybachs to Lambos and 'Raris, yeah
 Fresh in that Cartier
 Take off your clothes, we get naughty, yeah
 Whole party lit, bad bitches everywhere
 Gang in this bitch, nawfside extraordinaire (gang!)
 Pipe up the city, the diamonds gon' light up the city
 I got your girl on the low
 I slide in it, and then I'ma dodge in it
 I got her selling her soul
 Pick up five bags in a row
 White diamonds look like the Pope
 Gucci Python on the loafers
 Yeah, my pinky look just like the ocean
 It's colder, North Dakota
 From the bowl to the chauffeurs
 Having fun in a Rollster, in Milan copping Goyard
 Now that I'm taking over, your hand out, but I don't owe ya
 I came from the dirt, soil
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 Vultures at the altar tell the pastor to watch his back
 My girl said she wanted change and then she got a quarterback
 Well, damn, I ain't no football player
 But I hit it harder than a football player
 The girl of my dreams just became a girl
 And well, we can talk about that later
 Honeymoon in your hometown, bitch, you broke now
 Your mama ask about me almost every week
 He can speak in tongue, talking bout "Forever hold your peace"
 I said peace, please hurry up and kiss so I can eat, mmm
 Tootsie roll and your tippy toes
 So much soul that my soul got soul
 Your auntie and uncle, they love me
 All your bridesmaids wanna fuck me
 Your groom look like a broom and it make me "hahaha"
 Girl, I coulda been your Pap and you be my Remy Ma
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope your play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 Yes, I've been balling, yeah
 Maybachs to Lambos and 'Raris, yeah
 Fresh in that Cartier
 Take off your clothes, we get naughty, yeah
 Whole party lit, bad bitches everywhere
 Gang in this bitch, nawfside extraordinaire (gang!)
 Pipe up the city, the diamonds gon' light up the city
 I got your girl on the low
 I slide in it, and then I'ma dodge in it
 I got her selling her soul
 Pick up five bags in a row
 White diamonds look like the Pope
 Gucci Python on the loafers
 Yeah, my pinky look just like the ocean
 It's colder, North Dakota
 From the bowl to the chauffeurs
 Having fun in a Rollster, in Milan copping Goyard
 Now that I'm taking over, your hand out, but I don't owe ya
 I came from the dirt, soil
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 Vultures at the altar tell the pastor to watch his back
 My girl said she wanted change and then she got a quarterback
 Well, damn, I ain't no football player
 But I hit it harder than a football player
 The girl of my dreams just became a girl
 And well, we can talk about that later
 Honeymoon in your hometown, bitch, you broke now
 Your mama ask about me almost every week
 He can speak in tongue, talking bout "Forever hold your peace"
 I said peace, please hurry up and kiss so I can eat, mmm
 Tootsie roll and your tippy toes
 So much soul that my soul got soul
 Your auntie and uncle, they love me
 All your bridesmaids wanna fuck me
 Your groom look like a broom and it make me "hahaha"
 Girl, I coulda been your Pap and you be my Remy Ma
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope your play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 Yes, I've been balling, yeah
 Maybachs to Lambos and 'Raris, yeah
 Fresh in that Cartier
 Take off your clothes, we get naughty, yeah
 Whole party lit, bad bitches everywhere
 Gang in this bitch, nawfside extraordinaire (gang!)
 Pipe up the city, the diamonds gon' light up the city
 I got your girl on the low
 I slide in it, and then I'ma dodge in it
 I got her selling her soul
 Pick up five bags in a row
 White diamonds look like the Pope
 Gucci Python on the loafers
 Yeah, my pinky look just like the ocean
 It's colder, North Dakota
 From the bowl to the chauffeurs
 Having fun in a Rollster, in Milan copping Goyard
 Now that I'm taking over, your hand out, but I don't owe ya
 I came from the dirt, soil
 I was duped, didn't know the truth
 Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo
 And now I'm feeling cool, I'm feeling brand new
 I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?)
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend
 This is dedicated to my ex lovers
 Hope that you hear this, never find another
 Me and my friends, we don't worry or pretend
 Hope you play this at your wedding
 Yeah, the one I won't attend (Sike)
 

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03:49
Tempo
136 BPM

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