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Clairy Browne F.U.B.

[Verse 1:]
Saw you messin' with some no-names
Did all them girls' cocaine
Throwin' up some chump change, card declined
You're not getting anywhere tonight
Can't see through the snow drift
You're too high to notice

Watchin' tits and asses, hypnotized
Gonna be f..ckin' with your head tonight
Playin' it like you don't got nobody
D-baggin' drinks cause you got no money

[Pre-Chorus:]
Shuttin' it down for a busted bunny, bout to blow you up
Playin' it like you don't got nobody
D-baggin' drinks cause you got no money
​Shuttin' it down for a busted bunny, bout to blow you up

[Chorus:]
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
Blow you up, blow you up, gonna blow you up

[Verse 2:]
Don't matter I don't know you
Don't matter you're just some dude
And if you're my best girl's boo, that's not right
Gonna be f..ckin' up your shit tonight

Snap, snap takin' pictures
I post that shit on Twitter
Honey don't be bitter when she throw you out
You're gonna get yours tonight

[Pre-Chorus:]
Playin' it like you don't got nobody
D-baggin' drinks cause you got no money
Shuttin' it down for a busted bunny, bout to blow you up
Playing it like you don't got nobody
D-baggin' drinks cause you got no money
​Shuttin' it down for a busted bunny, bout to blow you up

[Chorus:]
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
(she ain't gonna f..ck you baby)
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
(you ain't gonna none baby)
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
(she ain't gonna f..ck you baby)
Blow you up, blow you up, gonna blow you up

You better watch your back son, this girl's got some game
Cause when your front is up, you've got yourself to blame

[Pre-Chorus:]
Playin' it like you don't got nobody
D-baggin' drinks cause you got no money
Shuttin' it down for a busted bunny, bout to blow you up
Playing it like you don't got nobody
You're d-baggin drinks cause you got no money
Shuttin' it down for a busted bunny, bout to blow you up

[Chorus:]
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
Blow you up, blow you up, gonna blow you up

f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
(she ain't gonna f..ck you baby)
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
(you ain't gonna none baby)
f..ck you baby, gonna blow you up
(she ain't gonna f..ck you baby)
Blow you up, blow you up, gonna blow you up
Blow you up, blow you up, gonna blow you up


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