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CYDEBORG Video (MV)




Performed By: SosMula
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Vinicius Sosa, Jeremy Schafer, Aarre Leinonen




SosMula - CYDEBORG Lyrics




WNDWS
Yung Germ (skrrt, skrrt)
Vyoom, vyoom, vyoom, vyoom

I got a Russian model, top down, passenger side (vyoom, vyoom)
Get you toe tag, sniffin' coke bags out the ride (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Wind blowin' through her hair, gotta ask her if she high (splash, splash)
You only live once, but what happens when you die? (sleezy, sleezy)
On my spaceship, I pray I don't crash when I fly (vyoom, vyoom)
Spillin' tears of joy, them acid tabs make me wanna cry (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Bitch, I'm burning L, L's, only Za bags get me fried (gimme dat, gimme dat)
F*ck her 'till she yell, yell, orgasms, it got her high (splash, splash)
I just left hell, hell, I'm going right back in July (nah-nah, nah-nah)
I be rockin' Pelle Pelle's, come to fashion, I'm the guy (sleezy, sleezy)
Just like a newborn, cut my umbillical cord (Ewok, ewok)
But I feel like I'm dying, like I'm Skeletor, uh

If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (sleezy, sleezy, sleezy)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (Ewok, ewok ewok)

Shawty, you a coke head, actin' like a good girl (f*ck outta here)
Last name Lopez, remind me of my hood girl (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Goth bitch Cinnamon, Saint Tropez (gimme dat, gimme dat)
We can't get 'em in, 'cause they dope heads (f*ck outta here)
Bitch, I'm swimming in, it's a Yayo fest (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Off the Ketamine, let's have a K hole next (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Where you wanna go? Let's drive off in my sports car (vyoom)
We can slide off to the north star (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
She wanna diehard, she a porn star (Splash, splash)
Why you wanna try hard? You my side whore (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Why you wanna try hard? You my side whore (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Why you wanna try hard? You my side whore (nah-nah, nah-nah)

If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)

If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (sleezy, sleezy, sleezy)
(Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah)
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English

WNDWS
Yung Germ (skrrt, skrrt)
Vyoom, vyoom, vyoom, vyoom

I got a Russian model, top down, passenger side (vyoom, vyoom)
Get you toe tag, sniffin' coke bags out the ride (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Wind blowin' through her hair, gotta ask her if she high (splash, splash)
You only live once, but what happens when you die? (sleezy, sleezy)
On my spaceship, I pray I don't crash when I fly (vyoom, vyoom)
Spillin' tears of joy, them acid tabs make me wanna cry (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Bitch, I'm burning L, L's, only Za bags get me fried (gimme dat, gimme dat)
F*ck her 'till she yell, yell, orgasms, it got her high (splash, splash)
I just left hell, hell, I'm going right back in July (nah-nah, nah-nah)
I be rockin' Pelle Pelle's, come to fashion, I'm the guy (sleezy, sleezy)
Just like a newborn, cut my umbillical cord (Ewok, ewok)
But I feel like I'm dying, like I'm Skeletor, uh

If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (sleezy, sleezy, sleezy)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (Ewok, ewok ewok)

Shawty, you a coke head, actin' like a good girl (f*ck outta here)
Last name Lopez, remind me of my hood girl (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Goth bitch Cinnamon, Saint Tropez (gimme dat, gimme dat)
We can't get 'em in, 'cause they dope heads (f*ck outta here)
Bitch, I'm swimming in, it's a Yayo fest (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Off the Ketamine, let's have a K hole next (gimme dat, gimme dat)
Where you wanna go? Let's drive off in my sports car (vyoom)
We can slide off to the north star (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
She wanna diehard, she a porn star (Splash, splash)
Why you wanna try hard? You my side whore (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Why you wanna try hard? You my side whore (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Why you wanna try hard? You my side whore (nah-nah, nah-nah)

If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)
If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (work, work, work)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (gimme dat, gimme dat, gimme dat)

If you could go to jail, what you just sale it for (nah-nah, nah-nah)
Bitch, I'm in hell and I'm hella bored (sleezy, sleezy, sleezy)
(Nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah)
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Writer: Vinicius Sosa, Jeremy Schafer, Aarre Leinonen
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