paroles de chanson SOCA - Darius Scott

She was a devil in a red dress
Saw her from afar like lightening, exciting
And with her eyes she could undress
A soldier in his armor, it's frightening.
She's a sight, man

So, I know what the deal is
No need to get caught in your feelings
I know you kill niggas for the freelance
My funeral'll cost about 3 bands, 3 bands

Got my sayin "Oh why"
I don't wanna leave you it's so hard
Baby, baby please do the Soca
One time for the one time
Before it's over

Tell me what I'm 'spose to do when it's over
Am I supposed to live a regular way
Baby, can we dance to the Soca
We can chase all of these demons away

So tell me what it is all day
Leave you alone, baby, I just can't
Oh girl, it's you, you the real from the fake

Red dress, red dress got me leanin
No sleep, I be laid back (dreaming)
So baby tell me what I'm 'spose to do
When the jet plane leave at two

Tell me what I'm 'spose to do when it's over
Am I supposed to go another way
Baby, can we dance one more Soca
And you can chase all of my worries away

Baby, won't you dance with me
Girl, I know I got two left feet
But I can groove, don't be laughing at me
No no no no no
Baby, you bring the heat
And I promise I'mma keep your beat
Way down in my heart real deep,
Real deep, real deep

Cleopatra broke the nose of the Spinx
I might be the man in the,?, don't blink
Your tail feathers tainted Red Bull
Give me wings
A midnight summers wet dream
Ah baby, ah yeah
Yous a vibrant queen
I'm tryna make a tribe
Don't question a thing
I came and I saw
Girl you conquered the king
You're Corretta, Damn Gina
Martin with a dream
You the one with the sauce
I need you, I need you for the plane take off
So so with the Soca
Girl you knock it out the park
And the sun got jealous
When you took your shades off
Now let's see what them cants can do
Ask me can I keep up
Baby, I can dance too
I didn't even know what she was talkin about
Then her dress went up
And the lights went out

Tell me what I'm 'spose to do when it's over
Am I supposed to live a regular way
Baby, can we dance one more Soca

Aye, don't beat yourself up. Every man of God, is still a man.