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Lil Candy Paint

"Lil Candy Paint - Too Bad"

[Chorus]
Said you fell in love, boy that's too bad
You got your sh*t right?
Well all my sh*t bad
I needed no help
Got up off my ass
So why the f*ck I need you when you keep running back?
So what’s up your sleeve?
I know all your tricks
Trynna get in my phone when a n*gga lit
Damn, I hate you
You make me too sick
How I hate you, and I don't hate sh*t
These hoes ain't sh*t, f*ck a wedding ring
Top floor, pen house, you ain’t seein me
Champagne, Lamborghinis, VVS Things
My ex so mad, I ain't the same me
If you trynna change, you gotta take your time
I ain't going in, I ain't waste no time
You say I ain't change, let me change your mind
This rollie ain't plain, I can tell the time
Make me so mad when you roll the [?]
[?] so bad, Ima roll the dice
Let me pop that, let me slide in
Got me thinking about, all the times you was riding
Trynna tell me slow down
But I tell you speed up
You don't like it when a n*gga go and pick up that cup
Got me in, zombie mode, till you givin it up
But I tricked you once again, this the last time we f*ck

[Chorus 2]

Said you fell in love, boy that's too bad
You got your sh*t right?
Well all my sh*t bad
I needed no help
Got up off my ass
So why the f*ck I need you when you keep running back?
So what’s up your sleeve?
I know all your tricks
Trynna get in my phone while a n*gga lit
Damn, I hate you
You make me too sick
How I hate you, and I don’t hate sh*t
These hoes ain't sh*t, f*ck a wedding ring
Top floor, pen house, you ain’t seein me
Champagne, Lamborghinis, VVS Things
My ex so mad, I ain't the same me
Ex so mad, I ain't the same me
Ex so mad, I ain't the same me
Ex so mad, I ain’t the same me
Ex so mad, I ain't the same me
Presidential Rollie and it's A P
Flexin on my ex and she hate it
Look up at three months like I made it
Than I f*cked her friend named Stacey

[Chorus 3]

Said you fell in love, boy that's too bad
You got your sh*t right?
Well all my sh*t bad
I needed no help
Got up off my ass
So why the f*ck I need you when you keep running back?
So what's up your sleeve?
I know all your tricks
Trynna get in my phone when a n*gga lit
Damn, I hate you
You make me too sick
How I hate you, and I don't hate sh*t
These hoes ain't sh*t, f*ck a wedding ring
Top floor, pen house, you ain't seein me
Champagne, Lamborghinis, VVS Things
My ex so mad, I ain't the same me
If you trynna change, you gotta take your time
I ain't going in, I ain't waste no time
You say I ain't change, let me change your mind
This rollie ain't plain, I can tell the time

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