Correction Lyrics cyanide by Paris Texas

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She tastes
She tastes

Off a little bit of coke, I'm geeked
So you know I can't rest in pеace
And I nailed this sh*t like a Jеsus
How you still don't f**k with me?
I got clout 'fore I ever got you
And that sh*t f**ked up my ego
Better get with a n***a that's regal
'Cause you can't f**k someone that's equal

She tastes like cyanide, I think she's dead inside
My face looks like a grave, she lied in mine
A grave, she lied in mine (Ooh)
She tastes like cyanide, I think she's dead inside
My face looks like a grave, she lied in mine (Ooh)
A grave, she lied in mine (Ooh)
Yeah
Flirtin' with the check before I f**k
She just caught me screamin', "What the f**k?"
Now I feel this turnin' in my gut
B*t*hes make me sick, need Kaiser
In my veins, it's a iceberg
I could feel my blood turn cold
Mournin' every truth I thought you told
With the stale face, tombstone
Flirtin' with the check before I f**k
She just caught me screamin', "What the f**k?"
Now I feel this turnin' in my gut
B*t*hes make me sick, need Kaiser
In my veins, it's a iceberg
I could feel my blood turn cold
Mournin' every truth I thought you told
With the stale face, tombstone

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