Paroles de la chanson CAME BACK FOR YOU par Lil Nas X
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Paroles de la chanson CAME BACK FOR YOU par Lil Nas X
Yuh, Big boy things
Big boy things, ooh
Yuh, yuh
Sound 'bout right, sound 'bout right
Look
I woke up it's damn near mornin'
Straight to the piano, yawnin'
Sound 'bout right
A nigga gotta write about his life, a nigga gotta write about his life
Yuh
I woke up it's damn near mornin'
I ain't even sleep last night, hit the studio with Omer
Nigga gotta write about his life, a nigga gotta write about his life, man
Big boy things, ooh
Yuh, yuh
Sound 'bout right, sound 'bout right
Look
I woke up it's damn near mornin'
Straight to the piano, yawnin'
Sound 'bout right
A nigga gotta write about his life, a nigga gotta write about his life
Yuh
I woke up it's damn near mornin'
I ain't even sleep last night, hit the studio with Omer
Nigga gotta write about his life, a nigga gotta write about his life, man
I'm too cold, need a heater (Heater)
Niggas on my left, on the right, in the front, to the back
Get left in the freezer (Freezer)
Cartier called, he got a brand new car
And I'm proud attaboy, turn the beat up (Turn that shit up)
And lately I ain't been on social media
And I ain't vacationin' either, I'm takin' daytrips to the studio and eatin' good
Pardon my french, they love me in Paris
Part of my friends, they richer than yours
Pardon the steez, that part of my lens
Balenciaga boxers stitched inside of my pants
You ni- (Shhh)
Oooh, you niggas not fuckin' with me
Literally, figuratively, niggas not fuckin' with me
Niggas on my left, on the right, in the front, to the back
Get left in the freezer (Freezer)
Cartier called, he got a brand new car
And I'm proud attaboy, turn the beat up (Turn that shit up)
And lately I ain't been on social media
And I ain't vacationin' either, I'm takin' daytrips to the studio and eatin' good
Pardon my french, they love me in Paris
Part of my friends, they richer than yours
Pardon the steez, that part of my lens
Balenciaga boxers stitched inside of my pants
You ni- (Shhh)
Oooh, you niggas not fuckin' with me
Literally, figuratively, niggas not fuckin' with me
I ran the summer last year and ran fashion
That was just a test run, you niggas just the crash dummies
I mean, do the math for me
3 years here, look at the path of me
3 years later, they wishin' bad on me
Still, I'm at the top, like a bottom that was mad horny
Gitchi, gitchi, ayayaya
Lil Kim playin' while I'm in the sky-y-y
Yeah, my new shit
My new shit harder than it's ever been
Y'all can never win
That was just a test run, you niggas just the crash dummies
I mean, do the math for me
3 years here, look at the path of me
3 years later, they wishin' bad on me
Still, I'm at the top, like a bottom that was mad horny
Gitchi, gitchi, ayayaya
Lil Kim playin' while I'm in the sky-y-y
Yeah, my new shit
My new shit harder than it's ever been
Y'all can never win
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