- Nate Good Butterfly Tattoos 歌詞
- Nate Good
- All she wanted was a butterfly tattoo
With the hope that she could float, float, float away
She think she givin love, another child, bad move
We can make the pain go, go, go away
Her daddy said she got her mothers eyes, thats true
Not to mention the anxiety and bad mood
She a baddie round the clock, thats a tad coocoo
Stuck somewhere between euphoria and bad juju
Shawty movin through the party like a gypsy
Tippin off the whiskey
Not sure where Im headed baby, come here baby kiss me
Feel like we got history, shawty you a mystery
Pull up in my M6 and park it like a Bentley coupe, yeah
Shoot a shoot man
I aint let you steal and try to do the whole group thing
I dont need no introductions to a whole new gang
Gotta jump into whatever with you, both shoes man
I could never **** with Karen but I **** with Susan
She might never tell the story but the tattoos can
When its rainin , man its pourin
Man its feelin to me foreign
Shawty crazy, never borin, from the bottle now she soarin
All she wanted was a butterfly tattoo
With the hope that she could float, float , float away
She think she givin love, another child, bad news
He can make the pain go, go, go away
Her daddy said she got her mothers eyes, thats true
Not to mention the anxiety and bad mood
She a baddie round the clock, thats a tad coocoo
Stuck somewhere between euphoria and bad juju
She been wishin' that the world had an off switch
Damn, I feel it girl, Im cool like Im Boston
Four, five minutes til some peace in my head
Least I could did
Find you in the covers of your queen sized bed
Lovesick, I dont need no love songs
Autotune, shots fired, lotta (pew pew)
Trust she swallow too
Doin what we gotta do
Follow me , Ill follow you
Take out shawty, follow through
Hollow me, Ill hollow you
Tryna fill a void up to the bitter end
Come fillin up the space between the sea once
And one molly and an Aquafina, feelin kinda dope
Stomach full of butterflies lets hope that she can float
All she wanted was a butterfly tattoo
With the hope that she could float, float, float away
She think she givin love, another child, bad news
He can make the pain go, go, go away
Her daddy said she got her mothers eyes, thats true
Not to mention the anxiety and bad mood
She a baddie round the clock, thats a tad coocoo
Stuck somewhere between euphoria and bad juju
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