Cry. Cry. Cry Songtext / Lyric

Are you ready for bad blood?

I've got my share

I'm sick of them sweet, sweet nothings

Oh, in my ear



Ain't it funny? I'm the honey

All your money just can't buy

So baby you can cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry



Now the last laugh is mine

You ready for hot stuff? Be prepared

I'm sick of your cheap, cheap hustle

Oh, don't cha dare






Let us pray the Lord have mercy

On your mercenary mind

'Cause even if you cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry



Your heart out, I won't be kind

Lonely



Are you ready for good times? Hard to bear

You're steppin' on holy ground, hold it there

Babe, I'm a fading out your hologram

A phoney toothpaste smile



Remember when you cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry

(Your heart out, I did mine)



Cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry

Cry, cry, cry

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