Faded - Album Version (Edited)
Faded - Album Version (Edited)

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Faded - Album Version (Edited) Lyrics

Young Nino, f-ck a b**** in a peacoat
Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino
Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo
I goes deep in that p****, Dan Marino
She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single
Break a b**** hard, no future miss Cleo
Snap back, automatic reload
Flyer than a f***ing Beatle, you can't beat 'em
Vampire f-ck-d up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, lave you in the cement
Don't believe it, stripe like a f***ing Adidas
The gun Selena, give a n**** Bieber fever

Real f***ing hot, put it in park
Take a shot, higher than a tube sock
You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap
Men these n****s say I'm fly but to her I'm god

I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded

And I don't give a f***

F*** is up, n****'s stomping in my chucks
See I make it rain, dear, cause I'm all by my bucks
Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her c***
And I put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat

Super McNasty, why you McLoving
When the b**** call me daddy
Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me
Treat her like a dog, called the b**** la**y
Young savvy, bang her like Cincinnati
Above average, fly like I'm Aladdin
They bend backwards, done the p**** at them
I'm Ben Wallace, dunk up in your basket

Balls in the air, no games,
I'm serious, double dare
There's too many b****es,

Why these n****s wanna stare
Pat Ron up in here
N**** this ain't no beer

I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded

And I don't give a f-ck

Mama, there go that monster
Abracadabra, Magic Johnson
My motherf***ing doctor
Said I need a doctor
So I called house,
Now I am a pill popper
Faded like skinnies
Young money we winning
I told her if a change
She won't get a penny
Milking that s***, pregnant b**** titties
Bringing home the bacon
I'm f***ing miss piggy
Loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures
She knows my duck, she call it n**** rigid
Prior to me coming, I had to stick thumb in
I asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit
Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it
She tried to jack me off, can't beat it, join it
Tunechi, punechi that what she call it,
Flag Scarlett, I killed it, mourned it

Faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded
My n**** I'm faded faded faded

And I don't give a f***

Writer(s): DONTE BLACKSHER, DWAYNE CARTER, MICHAEL STEVENSON
Copyright(s): Lyrics © SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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