- Lucky Daye paint IT 歌詞
- Lucky Daye
- You wanna leave me?
Yeah, we need something
Yeah, we need something we can hold on to
Where you wanna be?
Baby, quit fronting
Gonna give you something to feel closer to
Ooh, ooh, ooh
This ain't the type of heart you play with
Then throw away when you're done with it
I ain't done with it
Ooh, ooh, ooh
You ain't gon' lay me way for rainy day
Can't wait 'round in it
Live your life like flowers in bloom, ooh
Why you keep that girl so confused?
Can we play one game I don't lose? (Ooh)
Why you keep that girl? Paint it blue
So blue, don't trick that girl
Baby, you must be crazy, get me right
Cutlass or Seville
You must be crazy, get me right
What I look like? (What I look like?)
Are you even looking?
Who raising the bar that you compare me to? (Who?)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
This ain't the type of heart you play with
Then throw away when you're done with it (I ain't done with it)
I ain't done with it (I ain't done with it)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
You ain't gon' lay me 'way for rainy day
Can't wait 'round in it (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Live your life like flowers in bloom, ooh
Why you keep that girl so confused?
Can we play one game I don't lose? (Ooh)
Why you keep that girl? paint it blue
So blue, don't trick that girl
Why you keep that girl so confused?
Can we play one game I don't lose?
Why you keep that girl? paint it blue
Don't trick that girl
Why you keep that girl so confused?
Can we play one game I don't lose?
Why you keep that girl? paint it blue
Don't trick that girl
Again and again, then it's on to the next
Looking for a friend to put that ass on your vest
Holes in your back from the knife in your chest
Got you wondering with regret, was you ****ing with the best?
She chose you, yeah, you a first round draft pick
You never chose her, you always settle for average
Now you say you never leave her and you swore on the Bible
How you gon' be Bey & Jay when you don't want no title?
You do the same shit with a new bad *****
Oh, now you wanna be vegan 'cause you got cabbage?
Doctor, go 'head, botox her, make that ass colossal
So when she ride his nostril, he gasping
Sit it on his face, hope he can breathe through plastic
Baby, baby, get your nut and make sure it's fantastic
Maybe, maybe take off 'fore the highs start crashing
And his **** go flaccid like Sisqó's dragon
After one dramatic ballad
Magic gone tragic like he thought he had this
Who's asking? well maybe the dash, *****
Tell that nigga kiss your ass and don't add lip
Can I adlib ?
Don't trick that girl
Don't trick that girl
Don't trick that girl
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