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My Enemies (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Uh, what? What? Huh

[1] – My enemies, my enemies
All of y’all is my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y’all niggas, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Playa-hataz, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y’all niggas, my enemies

Yo, yo, yo
Crackass can’t bother me
Watch me get money with the double R team
Niggaz be schemin’ about robbin’ me
Chicks mad they ain’t got this job like me
Money makin’ bitch called E-V-E
Million dollar itch, nigga can’t stop me
Used to be broke and you used to love me
On tour, now you don’t fuck with me

[Repeat 1]

Uh, uh, huh, huh
Yo, yo, yo
Up late night, wanting to sleep
Thoughts of cats on their late night creeps
Cause of my relations with some one on peep
You should’ve kept it real and you would’ve been with me
You’re still on the corner with Smoke and them
Still makin’ plans about smokin’ them
Stupid, running around and be poking them
Could’ve been on stage and not smoking dope with them

[Repeat 1]

[2] – You wanna fuck, you wanna fuck, you wanna fuck
But you can fuck Eve

[Repeat 2]

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My Enemies (Letra)

Duncan Dhu

Duncan Dhu

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I sit and concentrate, and try hard not to hate my enemies
I try to picture them dressed up as furry little bunnies
But when i look into their glass eyes
I can see they’re cold and hard and pink

Hopping ‘round, hopping on their two legs
Cute little legs, hopping around and…

I think of dictators who were known to have been especial brutes
And i try to picture them gathered together in their bathing suits
But when i look down at their bodies
I can see they’re warm and soft and pink

Standing around, standing on their two legs
Two little legs, standing around and…

I try to meditate, control my hate just like i know i should
But i can’t help myself, and i keep it up because it feels so good
But when i look down at my belly
I can see it’s pink and soft and weak

Kneeling down, kneeling on my two legs
Two skinny legs, i’m kneeling down and…

My Enemies (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Uh, what? what? huh

1 – my enemies, my enemies
All of y’all is my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y’all niggas, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Playa-hataz, my enemies
My enemies, my enemies
Fuck y’all niggas, my enemies

Yo, yo, yo
Crackass can’t bother me
Watch me get money with the double r team
Niggaz be schemin’ about robbin’ me
Chicks mad they ain’t got this job like me
Money makin’ bitch called e-v-e
Million dollar itch, nigga can’t stop me
Used to be broke and you used to love me
On tour, now you don’t fuck with me

Repeat 1

Uh, uh, huh, huh
Yo, yo, yo
Up late night, wanting to sleep
Thoughts of cats on their late night creeps
Cause of my relations with some one on peep
You should’ve kept it real and you would’ve been with me
You’re still on the corner with smoke and them
Still makin’ plans about smokin’ them
Stupid, running around and be poking them
Could’ve been on stage and not smoking dope with them

Repeat 1

2 – you wanna fuck, you wanna fuck, you wanna fuck
But you can fuck eve

Repeat 2

My Enemies (Letra)

Eve

Eve

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

"My Enemies"
(feat. Jermaine Dupri)

[Jermaine Dupri chorus]
They my enemies
Dressed in my friends clothes
Dick ridin thinkin I don’t know
They my enemies
Dressed in my friends clothes
Smile in my face but pop shit behind door

[J.D Bridge]
I wake up, knowin’ I’m bout to see em’ all in my face
Like what up, these mutha fuckers all over the place
I’m fed up, Homie I’m angry and I need me my space
And good luck, wit all that thinkin’ you goin take my place

It’s alot of niggas in this club popin’ bub thats foney
Actin like they got nothing but love for the homie
Straight 2 faced like them niggas at Sony
(now ain’t you the mayor)
I’m the one and only
For the longest me and my niggas
Been hittin this town like a storm
And now you gotta see me and Penny arm to arm
One day you’ll get it
Keep tryin nigga
Yeah right you ballin, keep tryin nigga
I know alot of ballers
Half of em’ hate me
Bankrupt, bitch you must ain’t see my moms lately
Be damned if you like me
Give a fuck what you rate me
I only know 2 words
And nigga thats pay me
Now we finna stop talkin shit about J.D
Cuz he been doin’ this shit since yall was babies
How you goin’ try to degrade me
Yall aint my friends nigga I ain’t crazy

[J.D Chorus]

[J.D Bridge]

[J-kwon]
Now I’m what can chill
Till the moment I lose mine
And when I lose mines
Gun stores gone lose nines
I thought you knew Kwon keep 8 on the waist line
I’m from the Lou
Kwon flip H to waist time
I spit it, for niggas who don’t fee my shit
She a whore I don’t like her
You can get on my bitch
She want a war, what for I’ll peel this bitch
Body lifted gun wit it I don’t need this shit
You my enemie
Dressed in my friends clothes
But when I shoot I do better
Than Shaq doin free throws
A bunch of niggas trippin
That got the game wrong
A bunch of niggas fealin like me who bumpin’ the same song
I’m evil, why you think you goin take my spot
Waitin till my album drop quit thinkin you pop
And you rappin hard core
When oyu knowin you pop
And you sayin you a realla when you knowin you not

[J.D chorus]

[J.D Bridge]