Jay P

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Pi’erre Bourne - Rap, New York Rap

Jay P

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[Intro] (Yo, yo, Pi'erre) [Chorus] This shit bittersweet This shit broke my heart We no longer friends, people grow apart Days like this, smoke and reminisce 'Bout the good times with my old friends This shit bittersweet This shit broke my heart We no longer friends, people grow apart Days like this, smoke and reminisce 'Bout the good times with my old friends [Verse 1] I don't want you, girl, you temporary, hey Help me understand like a dictionary, hey Let me love you to death like obituaries, hey She want ice cream, blow a bag in Ben & Jerry's, hey Girl, I'm a dog, I am not a prarie, wait Smoke Phineas herb, this is not a Perry, hey Used to drop songs when my parents ain't home Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary [Chorus] This shit bittersweet This shit broke my heart We no longer friends, people grow apart Days like this, smoke and reminisce 'Bout the good times with my old friends This shit bittersweet This shit broke my heart We no longer friends, people grow apart Days like this, smoke and reminisce 'Bout the good times with my old friends (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] Gotta be a boss, not a secretary, hey My old friends dead like a cemetery, hey I'm catchin' flights, new itinerary, damn People talk when you ball, that's just commentary, hey They sleep on me like it's narcolepsy, hey I'm Penny Hardaway, can't be secondary, hey Used to DM rappers your brand-new songs Yeah, your tape droppin' in Never-uary [Chorus] This shit bittersweet This shit broke my heart We no longer friends, people grow apart Days like this, smoke and reminisce 'Bout the good times with my old friends This shit bittersweet This shit broke my heart We no longer friends, people grow apart Days like this, smoke and reminisce 'Bout the good times with my

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  • Pi’erre Bourne