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Junglepussy

No Band Aid

 

No Band Aid

(альбом: JP4 - 2020)


Ain't no band-aid, bitch
You can't fix, no edit
No weapon formed against this
I'm perfect I got 'em nervous, it's so worth it
They will never touch the cervix
Keep more than six feet from my surface, dummy
I don't just flirt on purpose
I don't believe in coincidence
I calculate specifically if I feel like showing interest
Vegans want a piece of me
They tiptoe the situation stickily
I keep a trick-or-treat or sticky leaves
Don't let no retrograde trick you into missing me

You just miss the
My Jamaican food, the stew peas
Had you stupid
What you bout to do with this new shit
This batch fiya, who seh dem have the ingredients dem ah liar
Yuh deh ah foreign you nuh know the flavors
My flows entice with island spices, ya heard
If you nuh know, today you ah go learn
I bring it every time fall in love, don't get scared

Junglepussy, she get on my nerves
That short hair she wear not even hers
Talking bout she did this and did that first
Getting awards, giving speeches, looking cute and shit
I guarantee she suck mad dick for half of that shit
Damn, it's like that? Thought you was my sis
You don't wanna see me shine, that's unfortunate
Extraterrestrial, street bitch with divine guidance
You pick my mind trying to find the science
My body banging, yo, they can't stand it
My hips got data, microchips, anatomy
Man I be laughing even when it's sad to me

The duality
I love you, no edit
I love you, no edit
No band-aid

You just miss the
My Jamaican food, the stew peas
Had you stupid
What you bout to do with this new shit
This batch fiya, who seh dem have the ingredients dem ah liar
Yuh deh ah foreign you nuh know the flavors
My flows entice with island spices, ya heard
If you nuh know, today you ah go learn
I bring it every time for the love, don't get scared
Fall in love, don't get scared
Fall in love, don't get scared
Bring it every time for the love, don't get scared
Fall in love, don't get scared
For the love, don't get scared
Fall in love, don't get scared
Bring it every time for the love, don't get scared

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