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Sleepy Hallow - Cupid's Guidance | Top Best Song Sleepy Hallow - Cupid's Guidance | Top Best Song Sleepy Hallow - Cupid's Guidance | Top Best Song Sleepy Hallow - Cupid's Guidance Stream/Download: Follow Sleepy Hallow: https://www.instagram.com/_sleepyhallow_/ https://twitter.com/SleepyHallow83 (Lyrics): [Intro] Yeah Tell a baddie, "Hit me" when she land Fillin' my pocket with bands (Great John on the beat, by the way) Yeah, yeah, uh Fillin' my pocket with bands (Uh) They want me stopped, but I can't Don't need no new friends Nigga stop— Yeah [Chorus] Fillin' my pocket with bands They want me stopped, but I can't Don't need no new friends (Nah) Nigga stop callin' me "Twin" (Uh) She doin' tricks with no hands (On bro) She shot her shot on the 'Gram (Uh) I can't be fuckin' on fans (On bro) Told a baddie, "Hit me" when she land (Yeah) [Verse 1] I think we should be friends (Yeah) But, you can't be gеttin' no man (Okay) 'Cause I'm tryna fuck you again No cap, I'm tryna slut you again (Okay) Never thought about fuckin' your friеnds But you know, if I try, I can (On bro) Threesome, you should tag in Said she wanted a bag and Benz And my father ain't make me a man But it's okay, I understand (On bro) Honestly, I ain't have a plan If I didn't rap, I would trap and scam Baby, I would be bagging grams Hit the block and I'm tapping it Wham, bam, I'm like Baby, four pockets expand Damn (Uh), damn, gave her money, she cryin' again (Uh) Damn (Uh), damn, my opps keep dyin' again (On bro) [Chorus] Fillin' my pocket with bands (Uh) They want me stopped, but I can't (On bro) Don't need no new friends (Uh) Nigga stop callin' me "Twin" (On bro) She doin' tricks with no hands (Uh) She shot her shot on the 'Gram (Uh) I can't be fuckin' on fans Tell a baddie, "Hit me" when she land (On bro) Fillin' my pocket with bands (On bro) They want me stopped, but I can't (On bro) Don't need no new friends (Uh) Nigga stop callin' me "Twin" She doin' tricks with no hands (On bro) She shot her shot on the 'Gram (On bro) I can't be fuckin' on fans (On bro) Told a baddie, "Hit me" when she land [Verse 2] Damn (Damn, damn), damn (Damn, damn), Damn Tell a baddie, "Hit me" when she land (Uh) She said she want this forever She tryna leave in my sweater Said she love you, but I get it wetter I'm like, "Baby, it only get better" I was down bad with no Ms Ran it up, I ain't walkin' again (On bro) Say I'm broke, I ain't even have a phone Now, it's funny, she callin' again (On bro) She like, "Baby, you got talent" (Damn) I ain't even know I had it (Uh) Back then, you was embarrassed Now she tryna fuck on me in Paris It be horses, in the carriage I don't want it, I'm marryin' cabbage I'm like, "Baby, I come with some baggage I got some problems, you won't understand it" I'll never force it (I'll never—) Look, I'll never forfeit Been droppin' Porsches, goin' through courses (Uh) Goin' on