Listen to Come Through (feat. Lemon) by Priyanka

Come Through (feat. Lemon)

Priyanka

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Toronto (Ah, ah) Looking in the mirror you can see yourself You think you're hot, you think you're cute You think you're something else I'm here to slay, don't got all day I gotta wipe you away Got your message loud and clear But I don't care what you say (ah, ah) You think you're something But you ain't nothing You're in the ground I won this round, and I got my tens With all the dirt I have on you You're gonna need a fucking cleanse I got all the love I need, no thanks to you You think that I've found it, but it's not with you We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come for me, bitch) I'm a spooky girl Hocus Pocus now you're cursеd Don't have to say you're ugly 'Cause you figurеd it out first (ha, ha, ha) (Yeah) you think you're in the sun You're so dumb, just you wait Got a supersized umbrella 'Bout to put you in the shade I got all the love I need, no thanks to you You think that I've found it, but it's not with you We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) You just can't take it (woo-oo-ah) The day I made it (oo-oo) You just can't take it (no, no, no) Because I made it (oo-oo) You just can't take it (I'm coming for you) The day I made it Don't even have to ask for it, for me to get it When you see my ass in this, I charge credit (yup) Your dad drops stacks on this, and don't forget it (uh) He's tryna find my pussy pics up on Reddit (huh-huh) Gloss on the blunt, ain't sorry it's Fenty Don't mean to stunt but we stuntin', plenty (yup) End of the night, and your bank account empty Yeah, LemYanka own 2020 It's like BFF necklace VIP guest list Leavin' boys breathless When we get reckless My laugh is infectious Roll up in a Lexus Me and my girl Come through Let's get this We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Come through) We're coming on through, coming on through, coming for you (Comin' for you) Don't text me, don't call me I don't know him (Take your own advice) Delete it (Sure) Blocked (Okay) Suck a cock (Priyanka) Hahaha! I'm famous, bitch (To who?) Come through
Writer(s): Craig Mcconnell, Leah Allyce Canali, Mark Suknanan, Stacey Kay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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