Kelly Rowland

Kelly Rowland - Dirty Laundry lyrics

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Let's do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let's do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you're soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

While my sister was on stage, killing it like a motherf*cker
I was enraged, feeling it like a motherf*cker
Bird in a cage, you would never know what I was dealing with
Went out separate ways, but I was happy she was killing it
Bittersweet, she was up, I was down
No lie, I feel good for her, but what do I do now?
Forget the records
Off the record, I was going through some bullsh*t
Post-survivor, she on fire, who wanna hear my bullsh*t?
Meanwhile, this n*gga putting his hands on me
I swear y'all don't know the half of this industry

Let's do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let's do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you're soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

And it's almost been a decade
I'm behind them black shades
Roll up like it's all good, right up out that Escalade
Fix my make-up, "Get it together, Kelly, get it together"
Then we make up, "Well get it together, n*gga, get it together"
Kinda lucky, I was in her shadow
Phone call from my sister, "What's the matter?"
She said, "Oh no, baby – you gotta leave!"
I'm on the kitchen floor – he took the keys
I was mad at everybody, I mean everybody
Yeah, her, her, her, her, everybody
Five years later, I got my sh*t down pat
Think I had it good, and they don't know how bad
Fooled everybody, except myself
Soaking in this hurt, bathing in the dirt

Dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
Let's do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you're soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
Dirty laundry

So here I am in the spin cycle
We're comin and we're goin'
Nobody can know this
And I was trapped in his house, lyin' to my mama
Thought it could get no worse as we maximize the drama
Started to call them people on him
I was battered
He hittin' the window like it was me, until it shattered
He pulled me out, he said, "Don't nobody love you but me
Not your mama, not your daddy and especially not Bey"
He turned me against my sister
I missed ya

Let's do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
When you're soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
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Author: Carlos McKinney, Kelly Rowland, The-Dream

Composer: ?

Publisher: Universal Republic Records

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Released in: 2013

Language: English

Appearing on: Talk a Good Game (2013)

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