We Cry Together Lyrics

[Intro: Florence Welch, Taylour Paige & Kendrick Lamar]
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Hold on to each other
Hold on to each other
This is what the world sounds like
Nah, f*ck you, nigga (f*ck you, bitch)
You got me f*cked up
f*ck you, f*ck you

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige]
I swear, I'm tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass bitches (Shut the f*ck up)
Unstable-ass, confrontational-ass dumb bitches
You wanna bring a nigga down, even when I'm tryna do right
We could go our separate ways right now, you could move on with your life (I swear to God)
f*ck you nigga, you love a pity party, I won't show up
Always act like your shit don't stink, motherf*cker, grow up (Man, f*ck you)
Forever late for shit, won't buy shit, sit around and deny shit (Man)
f*ck around on a side bitch, then come f*ckin' up my shit
What? f*ckin' up yo' shit? You must be bleedin' and some more shit
Bitch, I don't know shit, f*ck yo' feelings, you on some ho shit
See, I don't know why you likе playin' mind games with me (Mind games, man)
Bitch, I ain't slow nor ditsy, I know whеn you bein' distant
I know when you fake busy get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology
Man, bitch, you trippin', who got you that Rollie chain?
And who put that car in my name?
What you think? I'ma kiss yo' ass?
Nah, nigga, you f*ckin' lame
[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige]
You know what? f*ck you, bitch (f*ck you, nigga)
Nah, f*ck you, bitch (Nah, f*ck you, nigga)
f*ck you, bitch (Nah, f*ck you, nigga)
Nah, f*ck you, bitch (f*ck you, nigga)
f*ck you, bitch (f*ck you, nigga)
f*ck you (f*ck you), f*ck you (f*ck you)
f*ck you (f*ck you)
f*ck you, nigga
f*ck you, bitch (Nah, f*ck you)

[Verse 2: Taylour Paige & Kendrick Lamar]
Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you
Lost friends, family, gained more enemies 'cause of you
Bitches starin' at me in Zara, hoes scratchin' my cars up
Shoulda followed my mind in '09 and just moved to Georgia
Oh, what, that's my fault now? Bitch, you power trippin' or guilt trippin'? (Okay)
I held your ass down
You just kept me down, that's a big difference
Stressin' myself tryna figure why I'm not good enough
Goin' to church, prayin' for you, searchin' for good in us
Lil' dick-ass nigga that's tryna go big
But you was suckin' this dick though
Well, shit, I shoulda sucked his
What you say?
I shoulda found a bigger dick, bitch, get the f*ck out my face
Oh, what, you mad?
Shut up, bitch, you got me f*cked up today, on God
Ah-ha, you mad, lil' feelings is shot
Go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got
Man, what bitch?
Let her know you packin' yo' shit and gotta move by the first
Man, give me these f*ckin' keys
Give me my keys, I'ma be late for work
f*ck yo' job, today gon' be the day you walk to that bitch
Give me my f*ckin' keys
Nah, I like you parked in that bitch
Give me my keys bro
On God, you ain't gettin' these keys
Give me my f*cking keys
Ah, now you mad at me, I got you hollerin' for nothin'
I do the same when we f*ckin' Act like that p*ssy ain't loose
I'd rather act like I'm cummin'
I'd rather f*ck off the juice
I'd rather f*ck on your cousin
Bitch, you said you gon' f*ck who?
You heard me, nigga, it's nothing (Alright)
[Interlude: Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige]
You know what? f*ck you, bitch (f*ck you, nigga)
f*ck you, bitch (Nah, f*ck you nigga)
No, f*ck you, bitch (Nah, f*ck you, nigga)
f*ck you, bitch (f*ck you, I'm sick of this nigga)
f*ck you (f*ck you), f*ck you (f*ck you), f*ck you
f*ck you, bi— (f*ck you)
f*ck you, bitch, stupid-ass bitch

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & Taylour Paige]
I don't even know why I f*ck with you
I'll be damned if I stuck with you
Changed my number, I'm duckin' you, bitch
Bitch, whatever is comfortable
This the type of shit couples do
Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, bitch
Nigga, you dirty and you broke
Ho, you goofy and gullible, f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
Mm, the insecurities you got, won't mind-f*ck me
Womanizer, got no affection from yo' momma, I see
Don't speak on my momma, the f*ck is yo' problem?
That bitch don't like me anyways
Bitch, she gave you the Honda
And used that shit to throw it in my face (Man, hol' on, bro)
Find it funny you just can't apologize (This bitch, dawg)
Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies (Bro)
See, you the reason why strong women f*cked up
Why they say it's a man's world, see, you the reason for Trump
You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under-booked, under shame
If you look, I don't speak, then I'm called on my name
I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained
You the reason bitches start f*ckin' with bitches when they change
You the reason bitches start callin' y'all bitches 'cause y'all useless
You the reason Harvey Weinstein had to see his conclusion
You the reason R. Kelly can't recognize that he's abusive
Man, shut the f*ck up, we all know you still playin' his music
Said I'm tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass bitches
Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'
Y'all sentiments ain't realer than what you defendin'
(Here he go, shut the f*ck up)
It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims (Look at you, look at you)
Let's talk the truth (Okay), women in general just can't get along (Explain, nigga)
Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn't pick up the phone (Explain, nigga)
When Nate got a job, you said you stayin' home (Explain)
Why R&B bitches don't feature on each other songs?
What the f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Never mind, bitch, I'm walkin' out
Whatever, nigga, I'm off you now
Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt
p*ssy nigga, best watch your mouth
p*ssy and mouth is all you got
Lay this p*ssy back on the couch
Doggie style, then you get on top
[Outro: Taylour Paige & Kendrick Lamar]
f*ck me, nigga (I'ma f*ck you, bitch)
Nah, f*ck me, nigga, f*ck me (I'ma f*ck you, bitch)
Nah, f*ck you, f*ck me (You playin' man)
f*ck me
Nah, you playin'
Stop tap-dancing around the conversation

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