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Artiste : Saint Jhn
Titre : Trophies
This song ain´t for baby, this is for the Juice Crew
This is for them bitches that thought I had a loose screw
Motherfuck them haters, ain´t tryna keep it neutral

Standin´ at a bulletproof glass, had to shoot through
Hopin that they shoot through
Don´t make me put my hands on niggas, keep it Bluetooth
This is what you´re used to, this like firin´ new too
I ain´t tryna keep it neutral

And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up
And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up

And we all want trophies
She want a nigga next to her
Pull up only flex to her even though she lonely
She look pretty (I swear), she´s too pretty (I swear)
Trophies, she have you waitin´ down on both knees

She want a nigga that´ll make her do anything, pretty
And she don´t feel pretty, don´t feel pretty

This one here for Ashley, and this is just the truth-truth
Always datin´ losers, losin´ never suit you
Stackin´ up the paper, savin´ up the ???[1:24]
Mama, please forgive me, this life will pollute you, yeah
Girl I know, all on the rebound
Great deep throat, a shallow bitch deep-down
Pissin´ on the toilet, never put the seat down
And I never fuck it up

And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up
And I fuck it all up, and I fucked it all up

And we all want trophies
She want a nigga next to her
Pull up only flex to her even though she lonely
She look pretty (I swear), she´s too pretty (I swear)
Trophies, she have you waitin´ down on booth knees
She want a nigga that´ll make her do anything, pretty
And she don´t feel pretty, don´t feel pretty

Girl I know, all on the rebound
Tell her go slow, fell in love in the speedround
Go slow, less tragedy deep down
Club clothes, but she doesn´t wanna sleep now
And we all, fuck it up, bonds
Hard to tell when we´re both this young
Silk on ??? or both ???

Inevitable

And we all want trophies
She want a nigga next to her
Pull up only flex to her even though she lonely
She look pretty (I swear), she´s too pretty (I swear)
Trophies, she have you waitin´ down on booth knees
She want a nigga that´ll make her do anything, pretty
And she don´t feel pretty, don´t feel pretty