Blackout

Album cover art for "Blackout" by Jane Remover

Jane Remover - Rap, Underground Rap

Blackout

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[Intro] Suck it Suck it [Chorus] Camera pan out, bitch, you still fanned out I mi— I might pass the torch with the miles I ran now Bitch, I feel like Britney Spears, blackout, ah The guest list sixty people 'cause we packed out, yeah (Suck it) Yo' bitch at my show, she throw the hat now, yeah You be throwin' stones from a glass house, ayy It's a couple rounds and I'm back now, uh I rock out like stones in the glass— (Suck it) [Refrain] C-Can't throw you a bone, you left my ass now Bitch, I been so up, never been so down, uh Bitch, I been so up, no, I can't slow down, uh He want me to open, then I turn his shit down (Suck it) Better keep it quiet, strangers in my house Hear them talkin' to me and I turn this shit out, uh Sick of all that fightin', bitch, just work it out, uh And he text me while he workin' out (Fuck, fuck) (Suck it) [Verse] All these bitches over, they waving the flag Uh, can't wait 'til I'm older and sitting on cash Uh, Crush that shit like Camel, and I smoke it like grass I might hate you now, but I loved what we had (Suck it) Uh, all these bitches over, they waving the flag Uh, can't wait 'til I'm older and sitting on cash Uh, crush that shit like Camel, and I smoke it like grass Uh, I might hate you now, but I loved what we had [Chorus] Camera pan down, bitch, you still fanned out I mi— I might pass the torch with the miles I ran down, uh Bitch, I feel like Britney Spears, blackout, uh The guest list sixty people 'cause we packed out, yah (Suck it) Yo' bitch at my show, she throw the hat now, yah You be throwin' stones from a glass house, ayy It's a couple rounds and I'm back now, uh (Posted another bitch and you was [?]) (Suck it) [Refrain] C-Can't throw you a bone, you left my ass now, uh Bitch, I been so up, never been so down, uh Bitch, I been so up, no, I can't slow down, uh He want me to open it, I turn his shit down, uh Better keep it quiet, strangers in my house He-Hear them talkin' to me and I turn this shit out, uh Sick of all that fightin', bitch, just work it out, uh And he text me while he workin' out (Fuck, fuck) (Suck it)

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  • Jane Remover