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Tragedy
by Jay Gudda
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Oh, what a tragedy
We just took a trip across the galaxy
When we got back, she was attached to me
She suck my dick like I’m her majesty
Oh, all the pain and the agony
When she see Ashley and Natalie
When she see my phone, she’ll be mad at me
Not practically, actually, factually
Oh, what a tragedy, tragedy
How she look back at me is actually sad to see
But my feelings are failing me gradually
I don’t feel weight, there’s no gravity
I see her face telepathically
She wanna murder me graphically
So when I say this, she’ll be mad at me
But bitch I’m sure glad to see you
Looking at me like glass is half full
Looking at you like rotten apples
Covering tattoo, after tattoo, after tattoo
You falling way too fast boo
Slutty Boy, free Big Gleesh one time
Play you before you play me, sunshine
Stays in line, I keeps in line
I knows what’s mine, I lose I’m fine
Cruise control, it’s beautiful
Bitch you should know, this usual
Engines fail, I’m doomed for sho’
Heads or tails, I’ll choose em’ both
We can’t click, we too remote
So we mix spliffs with booze and coke
No we not sick, we losing hope
Look, look, the moon is full… shit
Oh, what a tragedy
She just took a flip right off the balcony
Sip too much liquor, there’s no balancing
Now she’s sucking my dick on low battery
Oh, all this pain and this agony
Calling me daddy, it’s flattering
God don’t be mad at me
I actually need something naturally
Casually speaking, but factually speaking
This shit a tragedy, tragedy
How she look back at me is actually sad to see
But my feelings are failing me gradually
I don’t feel weight, there’s no gravity
I see her face telepathically
She wanna murder me graphically
So when I say this, she’ll be mad at me
But bitch I’m sure glad to see you
Looking at me as if this is a movie
Looking at you, see you still isn’t choosey
Ready or not, like you play for the Fugees
Look at her face, we see pink like Lil Uzi
Vertical, pitching a tent like a Cherokee usually
Ouuu, he landed on Mercury clean with smoothies
Tryna find alien groupies
Might even play em’ Lil Tunechi
Might even play em’ Lil Boosie
Wipe me down, I got cooties
On my way to Pluto with Judy
Passed you somewhere on Tatooine
Tryna find a dude to play dad duty
So I walked away all casually
Fast forward two months, he a dad-to-be
And I’m happy, cuz that ain’t me
But we fucked last week
Oh, what a tragedy
We just took a trip across the galaxy
When we got back, she was attached to me
She suck my dick like I’m her majesty
Oh, all the pain and the agony
When she see Ashley and Natalie
When she see my phone, she’ll be mad at me
Not practically, actually, factually
Oh, what a tragedy
Oh, what a tragedy
Oh, what a tragedy
We just took a trip across the galaxy
When we got back, she was attached to me
She suck my dick like I’m her majesty
Oh, all the pain and the agony
When she see Ashley and Natalie
When she see my phone, she’ll be mad at me
Not practically, actually, factually
Oh, what a tragedy, tragedy
How she look back at me is actually sad to see
But my feelings are failing me gradually
I don’t feel weight, there’s no gravity
I see her face telepathically
She wanna murder me graphically
So when I say this, she’ll be mad at me
But bitch I’m sure glad to see you
Looking at me like glass is half full
Looking at you like rotten apples
Covering tattoo, after tattoo, after tattoo
You falling way too fast boo
Slutty Boy, free Big Gleesh one time
Play you before you play me, sunshine
Stays in line, I keeps in line
I knows what’s mine, I lose I’m fine
Cruise control, it’s beautiful
Bitch you should know, this usual
Engines fail, I’m doomed for sho’
Heads or tails, I’ll choose em’ both
We can’t click, we too remote
So we mix spliffs with booze and coke
No we not sick, we losing hope
Look, look, the moon is full… shit
Oh, what a tragedy
She just took a flip right off the balcony
Sip too much liquor, there’s no balancing
Now she’s sucking my dick on low battery
Oh, all this pain and this agony
Calling me daddy, it’s flattering
God don’t be mad at me
I actually need something naturally
Casually speaking, but factually speaking
This shit a tragedy, tragedy
How she look back at me is actually sad to see
But my feelings are failing me gradually
I don’t feel weight, there’s no gravity
I see her face telepathically
She wanna murder me graphically
So when I say this, she’ll be mad at me
But bitch I’m sure glad to see you
Looking at me as if this is a movie
Looking at you, see you still isn’t choosey
Ready or not, like you play for the Fugees
Look at her face, we see pink like Lil Uzi
Vertical, pitching a tent like a Cherokee usually
Ouuu, he landed on Mercury clean with smoothies
Tryna find alien groupies
Might even play em’ Lil Tunechi
Might even play em’ Lil Boosie
Wipe me down, I got cooties
On my way to Pluto with Judy
Passed you somewhere on Tatooine
Tryna find a dude to play dad duty
So I walked away all casually
Fast forward two months, he a dad-to-be
And I’m happy, cuz that ain’t me
But we fucked last week
Oh, what a tragedy
We just took a trip across the galaxy
When we got back, she was attached to me
She suck my dick like I’m her majesty
Oh, all the pain and the agony
When she see Ashley and Natalie
When she see my phone, she’ll be mad at me
Not practically, actually, factually
Oh, what a tragedy
Oh, what a tragedy