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Thru This Night Video (MV)




Performed By: girly.
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: The Girly




girly. - Thru This Night Lyrics
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F*ck made you think you was in my chair?
F*ck told this bitch that she was my heir?
Came through, dripped in JP Gaultier
Tell a bitch"Bow down", 'cause the goat's here
You bitches never had the skill, I'm talkin' to you
Can't name one rap bitch seein' me in the booth
F*ck made a bitch think she would loosen my crown like a tooth?
And you can call the curator, he know how I zoo
I'm tryna find who to call when it's midnight
On the lonely highway with these dim lights
Through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Gotta keep my guard up
'Cause it's my heart & peace they tryna slaughter
Through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Nigga looked me in my eye & said"Ain't no bitch as bad as you"
Eatin' rappers, washing ton
Sorta like Seattle do
If you put me on yo track, arithmetic, I carry two
I 'Shake It Up', then chuck my Deuce
It's still treason, f*ck a truce
Bitch, if it's war, then it's war
Bitches suck, like a whore
All these niggas takin' shots and tryna chase
Never score
Yo, became a porn star because you weren't a born star
Now, sit that ass down
Bitch, you pressed like corn starch
How f*cking dare you peasants try to go against me?
You know I got the game on lock, penitentiary
Oh, you f*ckin' klepto
You think I don't know?
Let's see if bitches still amuse when this gun blow
I came in, now pink is the new black
Cop me a new beat, I black like a new tatt
These hoes don't stay silent? I pull out that silenced
Then put clips all in that bitch head like a stylist
You know i'm quick to tag a ho like where the cost at
She think she blacked? Then I lynch, like where Ross at
I got him hooked, big 'ol titties in my corset
He comin' over
Nigga tryna lay where a boss at
You bitches lost it
Like I'm always outside, I don't endorse it
And if you sleepin' on the girl, never wake up, Cameron Boyce it
And like the stone on my ear, you out yo mind, bitch
And you'll never get rid of me, sick bitch
Like your HIV itch
Is this the thanks that I get for letting you bitches breathe?
Pen on fire, but my bars be colder than long-sleeve
Bitch, I get played on stations
Ball like 2K, while yo nigga play it on station
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F*ck made you think you was in my chair?
F*ck told this bitch that she was my heir?
Came through, dripped in JP Gaultier
Tell a bitch"Bow down", 'cause the goat's here
You bitches never had the skill, I'm talkin' to you
Can't name one rap bitch seein' me in the booth
F*ck made a bitch think she would loosen my crown like a tooth?
And you can call the curator, he know how I zoo
I'm tryna find who to call when it's midnight
On the lonely highway with these dim lights
Through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Gotta keep my guard up
'Cause it's my heart & peace they tryna slaughter
Through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Get through this night
Nigga looked me in my eye & said"Ain't no bitch as bad as you"
Eatin' rappers, washing ton
Sorta like Seattle do
If you put me on yo track, arithmetic, I carry two
I 'Shake It Up', then chuck my Deuce
It's still treason, f*ck a truce
Bitch, if it's war, then it's war
Bitches suck, like a whore
All these niggas takin' shots and tryna chase
Never score
Yo, became a porn star because you weren't a born star
Now, sit that ass down
Bitch, you pressed like corn starch
How f*cking dare you peasants try to go against me?
You know I got the game on lock, penitentiary
Oh, you f*ckin' klepto
You think I don't know?
Let's see if bitches still amuse when this gun blow
I came in, now pink is the new black
Cop me a new beat, I black like a new tatt
These hoes don't stay silent? I pull out that silenced
Then put clips all in that bitch head like a stylist
You know i'm quick to tag a ho like where the cost at
She think she blacked? Then I lynch, like where Ross at
I got him hooked, big 'ol titties in my corset
He comin' over
Nigga tryna lay where a boss at
You bitches lost it
Like I'm always outside, I don't endorse it
And if you sleepin' on the girl, never wake up, Cameron Boyce it
And like the stone on my ear, you out yo mind, bitch
And you'll never get rid of me, sick bitch
Like your HIV itch
Is this the thanks that I get for letting you bitches breathe?
Pen on fire, but my bars be colder than long-sleeve
Bitch, I get played on stations
Ball like 2K, while yo nigga play it on station
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Writer: The Girly
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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