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Nice Nice (feat. BowtieCarl)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lauren Finisterre
Lauren Finisterre
Songwriter
Thomas Nguyen
Thomas Nguyen
Songwriter
Hamed Hamed
Hamed Hamed
Songwriter

Lyrics

What's going on I need to I need to get the mic right It's getting crazy in here You know were at it again You know in the booth Alright You guys don't know about us alright Never playing fair Never playing nice nice (Nice, nice) I got too much bands, I got too much ice ice He claim he my man told him just one night night Your girlfriend a fan but she wanna fight fight I'm impulsive I got a bad temper I'm too much to handle I be breaking ankles I can't be dismantled I do things you can't do All these guys I ran through All these guys I ran through (Jesus Christ) Yikes, yikes, yikes Woah Big ups to the boys that I lead on Rode up on their face When they text I leave my read on Told em I need space but I know I'm not gon call them Asking me what's wrong deep down they know I'm stalling Oh man who have I become When'd I get cold When'd I get numb When'd I become su-su-such a scum I don't care bout no no no one no No no no one no No no no one no No no no one no ohh yeaah Never playing fair Never playing nice nice (Nice nice) I got too much bands I got too much ice ice He claim he my man told him just one night night Your gf a fan but she wanna fight fight Born alone Die alone You called it Too much skeletons creeping in my closet Wish that I could just take the key and lock it Problems on my mind Problems I can't solve em Praying for my life before I hit the coffin You just wanna win something like an auction You just wanna say that you finally all in (Oh all in) All this superficial shit becoming toxic All this shit going on makes me nauseous But it's here and I'm running out of options Yeah it's here and I'm running out of options Yeah it's here and it's tearing up conscience Grew up cold with the shadows Sipping slow but still wild See the gold and she smiles Say goodbye and thats final Staying broke with no blindfold How to keep us hallow Careful how you make the pain go Cause the pain is how we grow Could've been where we don't know Acting up, that shit got old Rather not but here we are Let it out before you die slow Working too much you don't love me no more Snow on the floor sipping Sauvignon Blanc Do it for the kids while they're playing hopscotch Do it for the days when we had no guap Tour the whole world Gotta bless the whole block Could've been us but I guess its not No stress on me, got the game on lock You don't know me, almost died for my spot Pull up to the spot like waddup Shut up They ain't really bout it get your bread up, cheddar Sorry bout that doing better, hello Doing too good they bitter, oh no They too tight like cigarillos Live too much don't fear the needle Been home grown like El-Caminos Lifes a risk like a casino I got cheese like all Doritos Bowtie Carl might be Carlito On the beach sipping mojitos (Jitos) Like that (What what) Never playing fair Never playing nice nice I got too much bands I got too much ice ice He claim he my man told him just one night night Your girlfriend a fan but she wanna fight fight Never playing fair Never playing nice nice (Nice nice) I got too much bands I got too much ice ice He claim he my man told him just one night night Your girlfriend a fan but she wanna fight fight There's nothing left to say right now I'm just gonna, I'm gonna get off the mic now But I just wanna know where Ham and Gin is If anybody's seen them uh that would be quiet lovely Please let me know Thank you
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