Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Suono


Interfaccia


Livello di difficoltà


Accento



linguaggio dell'interfaccia

it

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Gestione dei Cookie   |   Supporto   |   FAQ
1
registrati/accedi
Lyrkit

donare

5$

Lyrkit

donare

10$

Lyrkit

donare

20$

Lyrkit

E/o supportarmi sui social. reti:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Fat Trel

The Weeknd (Gleesh-Mix)

 

The Weeknd (Gleesh-Mix)


[Fat Trel:]
Yeah, so
Gotta cool it baby, you just gotta be cool, you know?
We don't live like that, hahahahaha, you know?
I can understand why you don't understand what the fuck going on
Haha, look

I'm away from the wive like two nights, three nights
I ain't even fucking with the street life
Wifey said I fucked up twice, next time
Ain't no next time, well I guess I got two strikes
You like, who like, baby true life
You right, you just with the work and go to school life
You ain't never count a hundred K at one time
Baby I can introduce you to a new life
My side bitch say we don't never go out
Roll out, nigga you just tryna hold out
I'm just tryna keep you out the eye of the public
You know the paparazzi on fuck shit
I know I told you I was finna choose up
New truck, we thought it was love, it was true lust
True enough, I been on the bus with some true sluts
Who ain't scared to turn up, let the whole crew fuck
But I'm going back home on a Monday
Had to do a hundred on the one way
My side bitch said she finna pull up
Well good luck, wifey go dumb with the gunplay
I know I was wrong but it feel right
I say I'm finna stop but I still might
I got all these bitches in love
When you fucking with a thug, baby this is what it feel like
You living what I'm spitting baby, real life
Lay it down hard, real hard like a steel pipe
And I swear to God she a different type of broad
Like to do it on the porch, let me hit it on the yard
She say fuck the rest, I'm the best by far
Pussy so good I'll catch a new charge
Sex so good I'll buy that bitch a car
Skip the studio and I'll probably skip it tomorrow like
Like, like

[SZA:]
You're like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday, Thursday
Then just send him my way
Think I got it covered for the weekend

Fatto

Hai aggiunto tutte le parole sconosciute di questa canzone?