Paroles de la chanson Tru Colours par Bexey

Chanson manquante pour "Bexey" ? Proposer les paroles
Proposer une correction des paroles de "Tru Colours"

Paroles de la chanson Tru Colours par Bexey

If they fuck me over (If they fuck me over)

If they fuck me over
Then I'ma be thankful
Revealin' your true colours
Imma say thank you
Fuck 'em off, cut you off quicker than I met you
You ain't down enough, get the fuck away from my section
Then I'ma be thankful
Revealin' your true colours, I'ma say thank you
Fuck 'em off, cut you off, quicker than I met you
You ain't down enough, get the fuck away from my section

I just wanna feed all my dawgs
Put them in a position to their own boss
Nobody falls behind in this pack, ain't no leader
We charging him straight from the front
This the formation, yea, I did it with patience
I went solo in Tokyo, then I changed up the game
When losing my balance I had low battery
Full force with the energy be me no challenging in matching me
I had to leave
Climb higher than before
My little sister calls me father, I gotta feed her
In love with a popstar, but don't really need her
This sounds like a detour, my heart just got me yours
Living' life like a meteor
Ball my jeans, feel conquistadors
Angel wings, my feet don't reach da floor
When you high, you just need some more
It goes on and on

If they fuck me over
Then I'ma be thankful
Revealin' your true colours
Imma say thank you
Fuck 'em off, cut you off quicker than I met you
You ain't down enough, get the fuck away from my section
Then I'ma be thankful
Revealin' your true colours, I'ma say thank you
Fuck 'em off, cut you off, quicker than I met you
You ain't down enough, get the fuck away from my section

I might cop a Porsche with no license
Pass my brother the keys, I'm passenger driver
Walkin' and rollin', you duckin' and dashin'
I'm shinin', I'm blindin', you silent and hidin'
Undertaker, I'm rollin' rollin' rollin'
Know just by my aura, you know it, oh, I'm chosen
Straight laughin' like a villain, yea
Teeth still diamonds, and my hair Vetements
These psychotic pills in me, uh, yea, I feel amazing
You can't fuck her so she put toys inside her like kinder eggs
Till she met me, give her that D-D-D
Feelin' like the deep blue sea
I'm the white Bruce Lee (Huh)
Drippin' like water
Shake a dance handle off your doctor
Not a lover, but I like her a lot
Henney stains on my Prada top

If they fuck me over
Then I'ma be thankful
Revealin' your true colours
Imma say thank you
Fuck 'em off, cut you off quicker than I met you
You ain't down enough, get the fuck away from my section
Then I'ma be thankful
Revealin' your true colours, I'ma say thank you
Fuck 'em off, cut you off, quicker than I met you
You ain't down enough, get the fuck away from my section

Paroles.net dispose d’un accord de licence de paroles de chansons avec la Société des Editeurs et Auteurs de Musique (SEAM)

Sélection des chansons du moment