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Noname

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Window Lyrics - Noname

Me so happy now, me so Mississippi 

Kiss me 'til I drown, everybody think they know me 

Don't nobody really know me 

 

Here with him a little ways from now, empty 

Everything we ever was was empty 

Empty fucking, cussing, I know I'm your bitch 

Be on my bitch too making money little TM 

DM your resume to industry 

Sympathy held you down, don't doubt, we love you 

Ain't nobody around, ask away like I'm empty 

Empathy was empathy only when you was into me 

Kiss me back to save your happy, happy 

 

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This song ain't even about you, Daffy Duck 

Laffy taffy, daffy ducky, fucky all around 

Fuck me on the ground, fuck me in the bed too 

Skip, love me with your eyes closed, cigarette, cruise ship 

This song ain't even about you, Daffy Duck 

This song gon' make me go fuck your daddy 

This song the reason I be clinging 'fore I send him the addy 

This like a remedy for nothing, this me frenchin' a tatty 

 

Me so happy now, me so Mississippi 

Kiss me 'til I drown, everybody think they know me 

Don't nobody really know me 

Me so happy now, me so Mississippi 

Kiss me 'til I drown, everybody think they know me 

Don't nobody really know me 

 

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Quit looking out the window 

Go find yourself 

Come get the bag with your kinfolk 

Don't doubt your wealth 

Quit looking out the window 

Go find yourself 

Come get the bag with your kinfolk 

Don't doubt your wealth 

 

I knew you never love me but I fucked you anyway 

I guess a bitch like to gamble, I guess a bitch like to lonely 

Who niggas? No me, me, God atone me 

Oh I'm really feeling like I made this bitch 

I know that's my ego, 

I know I'm just empty the sentiment for the people 

The sacrifice for my hoes, I'm gonna rob the church for the steeple 

I bought you Game 5 tickets, made my pussy the sequel 

So you really don't think about me? 

And you really don't miss me? 

Though I lullaby your brokenness, believe me I'm Ripley 

But you struggling to love yourself, believe me that's karma 

You want a nasty bitch, psychiatrist that cook like your mama 

And all you got was me-me-me 

But I love you even though we're not meant to be, I still love you 

I hope you find everything that you want, and she loves you 

Everything is everything just know that I love you 

 

Quit looking out the window 

Go find yourself 

Come get the bag with your kinfolk 

Don't doubt your wealth 

Quit looking out the window 

Go find yourself 

Come get the bag with your kinfolk 

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