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Ava — Famy (Sped Up)

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Ava — Famy (Sped Up)
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Two oceans in between us
And away for sure
There’s a gate I see
There’s a way for me
Now this one sits here
And whispers things to me
Now I got the Devil inside
This one made a pig of me
This world is primal
My grinding jaw
The headache pill
The necktie on my bedroom door
My conscience burning
My eyes are too
Cuddled up with a heart condemned
I should love you and I swear I do
This world is rabid
This world is through
Follow me through an empty dream
I’m sleeping next to someone new
My conscience burning
My beastly flaw
The headache pill
The necktie on my bedroom door
And I’m such a coward
These wretched things I do
Disgrace and treachery
I’m a sickness and I know its true
This world is learning
This world is pure
But she could be my Valentine
Underneath my sheets on the bedroom floor
Gonna push her down
Gonna spread her out
Gonna taste her tan
Gonna suck her fat
Gonna hold her back
Then the shameful slack
Gonna wake up dry

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Ice Spice — Princess Diana (Sped up)

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Ice Spice — Princess Diana (Sped up)
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Princess Diana Lyrics
[Intro]
Grrah, grrah
(Stop playin’ with ’em, RIOT)

[Chorus]
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
[Verse 1]
And I just fell in love with a gangsta (Like)
So he put my name in a tat’ (Damn)
But I don’t let him come to the crib (Grrah)
So we get it on where we at (Grrah)
Nowadays, I be duckin’ them cameras
And they hype that I’m up on them banners
Callin’ my phone, but they know I don’t answer (Why?)
In the hood I’m like Princess Diana (Grrah)
I’m thick ’cause I be eatin’ oats (Huh)
Bitches not takin’ shit from me but notes
Wanna be me, so she do my emotes
And my name in her mouth so I bet she gon’ choke (Bitch)
To her man, I’m the girl of his dreams
Thinkin’ ’bout me when he brushin’ his teeth
He keep textin’, I leave him on seen
Hottest bitch out and they know what I mean (Know what I mean)

[Chorus]
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass
Like, grrah, keep it a stack
Bitches move wock’ ’cause they know I got bands (Damn)
They be chattin’, I don’t give a damn and I’m still gettin’ money, I know who I am (Grrah)
Tryna be low, he gon’ hit up my ‘Gram (Grrah)
If he smart, he gon’ act like a fan (Damn)
Thinkin’ you bigger, they got ya head gassed (Grrah)
Bitches slow, so I give ’em a pass

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