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Bakar – Stop Selling Her Drugs Lyrics

Stop Selling Her Drugs by Bakar:
Sellin’ Cara Delevingne
Sniffin’ off a magazine
And her boyfriend is a fiend, so he’s got to go
Thinks he Charlie Sheen, but this is London, bro
She’s the baddest on the scene (Hahahaha)
Heard she’s tryna stay clean
But she’s only 19, sniffin’ lots of blow
And she’s got a big dream, but she barely knows it

Why, why, why can I never find you?
Time after time you would leave me in the blue
Left me here with no clue of my life
I was always into you, you was meant to have my youth, girl

Hoppin’ out like I really wanna see more (Yeah)
Moppin’ down every night like a see-saw (Yeah)
Tellin’ lies like I really wanna be yours (Yeah)
You change the time (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoppin’ out like I really wanna see more (Yeah)
Moppin’ down every night like a see-saw (Yeah)
Tellin’ lies like I really wanna be yours (Yeah)
You change the time (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

She say, “Don’t you got some room on the 21st floor?”
I know how New York is
You can bust me up and wear me out like a button down
I know how you like it
When you hit me up, I hit you back up in record time
‘Cause she got the Cara Delevingne (I know how you like it)
I think I just saw her in [?], nevermind
Baby, come by my yellow heart?
Won’t you come be my yellow, ma’?

Why-why-y could I never find you?
Time after time you would leave me in the blue
Left me here with no clue of my life
I was always into you, you were meant to have my youth

Hoppin’ out like I really wanna see more (Yeah)
Moppin’ down every night like a see-saw (Yeah)
Tellin’ lies like I really wanna be yours (Yeah)
You change the time (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hoppin’ out like I really wanna see more (Yeah)
Moppin’ down every night like a see-saw (Yeah)
Tellin’ lies like I really wanna be yours (Yeah)
You change the time (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I think she likes me
5’5″, size six in the ice creams
Swear, she’s not a hype beast
Yellow smile when she glows like a light beam
I think she might be a 10
She like Spike Lee, tight jeans and prep
Want her to be my pipe dream again
Want her to be my type, please

Why, why, why can I never find you?
Time after time you would leave me in the blue
Left me hear with no clue of my life
I was always into you, you was meant to have my youth, girl (Ooh)

Oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Will you be my yellow?
Will you be my yellow? Will you be my yellow?
Will you be my yellow? Will you be my yellow?