Calm Down lyrics
by Priscilla Renea
Lyrics from Snippet
[...] Why you so pressed? Get lil' baby to a therapist
Ayy, I do it, I do it, I do it
I said it, I'm in it, I'll prove it
Big dealin', I recoup it
Keep winnin' 'til you feel stupid
Show if you don't read "Iggy is great", typo
Ring around the Rosie, you don't even know me
Ashes, ashes, these b*tches phony
I care 'bout nothin' but my b*tches and my dogs
'Cause as soon as they all talk, my Azaleans on call
Save your 4-1-1, it's a 9-1-1
I still count for three, everythin' that I've ever done
No regrets from me (Hey)
Put up your hands, get your sh*t, hope you have fun
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There's a bluebird, on my shoulder, shall I kill it?
Aye, stomp that little birdy
Everybody got something to say now
Keep it cute or keep it mute
Baby calm down