Lyrics imylia – Celebi

Celebi Lyrics – imylia

Singer: imylia
Title: Celebi

Supreme you’re a b#tch
I really, really, really, really, hate myself
Baby why, baby why, what you telling me?
Take you to the sky, all time like we celebi [aye

I got racks on mine, yeah she fine, shawty heavenly
I can make you fly, its alright, feel like melony
I keep a toy in the bedroom
I cant sleep unless you stay

The space
I’m like tay-k do the race
All my demons chase
Got your feelings, its a hassle

Cause’ you’re fragile like a vase
Like here we go again, awe sh#t, awe sh#t
Been up on my mind, i done lost it, lost it
Like here we go again, awe sh#t, awe sh#t

Been up on my mind, i done lost it, lost it
I think that love dont last forever, i have that feeling deja vu
I been trapped up in my mind, b#tch i would rather be with you
Think that we got something special, i’m so hyped to see whats next

Baby whisper in my ear while i give kisses to your neck
Baby why, baby why, what you telling me?
Take you to the sky, all time like we celebi [aye
I got racks on mine, yeah she fine, shawty heavenly

I can make you fly, its alright, feel like melony
Yeah, i get the shawty then bending her over
Shots and my brother
Go for the bag then we go for another

She breakin’ my heart, she don’t care for a lover
Honestly, i got some love for my shawty
But honestly, i got way more for my mother
Back to my girl, i give her the world

I give her a teddy so she can get smothered
I was in the town for a minute now
With my new shawty, bet you hate me now
Stacking up these views, making millions now

And if i see your face in public, imma spray you down
Baby why, baby why, what you telling me?
Take you to the sky, all time like we celebi [aye
I got racks on mine, yeah she fine, shawty heavenly

I can make you fly, its alright, feel like melony
I get my cash guap, stop em’
n#gg#s hatin’ on me, i know how to stop em’
Shoot em’, told that b#tch don’t waste my time

ILOSTMARI spaz, i aint even tryin’
Captain save a hoe, i never
Toxic boy i keep vandettas
On my hip just like barettas

Kill him way better
I know what you want right now
Get away from me, pull up on him spraying
Like a fallacy, she calling me her majesty

Choppa got him staggering
Wont work, put a body in the dirt
Put her under like a curse, 6 feet into a hurse
Told a n#gg# “whats his word?’

I got a choppa that burns
Big guns, but its selena
New patek, but i drip like a freezer
Her, wait trip?

I got a glock, have him in his hip
Flippin’ zit
That n#gg# is dead, ooh R.I.P
Tommy on me, it come with a grip

Good gas, i flow on this sh#t
They don’t notice us, till we notice them
Money on me, checks up with the bins
I make dollar signs

Money on me, n#gg# i can’t think
Mixing the wock, mixin’ up the drank
Glock 9,, the sink
Grr, grr, grrahh

They don’t know
They don’t know
They don’t know
They don’t know

Mari do not ever trust a hoe
They don’t know, ahh
Baby why, baby why, what you telling me?
Take you to the sky, all time like we celebi [aye

I got racks on mine, yeah she fine, shawty heavenly
I can make you fly, its alright, feel like melony
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