paroles de chanson Last Year - Trey Songz , Berner , Wiz Khalifa
Baby
bring-bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Baby,
work
the
pole
like
it's
magic
Make
it
disappear
like
it's
magic
She
do
anything
for
her
daddy
She
do
anything
for-,
that
Baby
bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
We
in
the
ghost,
let's
get
lost
in
the
hills
(in
the
hills)
I
been
broke,
yeah
I
know
how
it
feels
(I
know
how
it
feels)
And
she
just
want
to
make
me
happy
(she
my
bottom
bitch)
I'm
not
her
dad
but
she
call
me
daddy
(oouuu)
I
got
a
line
out
in
Cinncinnati
My
bitch
bad
her
fingernail
in
a
baggie
(full
of
coke)
She
keep
her
fingernail
full
a
candy
(full
of
coke)
She
do
a
shot,
hit
a
bump
then
she
pop
an
Addy
(oouuu)
Summertime,
how
we
run
through
it
Street
life
all
the
drama,
yeah
I'm
numb
to
it
New
whip,
big
chain,
bring
the
cash
here
I'm
tryin'
double-up
what
I
made
last
year
Baby
bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Baby,
work
the
pole
like
it's
magic
Make
it
disappear
like
it's
magic
She
do
anything
for
her
daddy
She
do
anything
for-,
that
Bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Baby
got
that
drip,
drip
and
you
know
what
I'm
talkin'
'bout
Baby
keep
her
lips
zipped
she
don't
ever
run
her
mouth
Got
a
bag
on
me,
I
might
drop
it
on
you
right
now,
I
swear
You
been
a
good
girl,
don't
you
ever
go
bad
I
dare
you
Baby
bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Baby,
work
the
pole
like
it's
magic
Make
it
disappear
like
it's
magic
She
do
anything
for
her
daddy
She
do
anything
for-,
that
Bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Diamonds
on
froze,
money
keep
flowin'
She
never
smoke,
she
want
to
post
it
(yah)
She
want
to
post
it
(yah),
she
want
to
post
it
(yah)
My
money
longer,
my
kush
is
stronger
Ridin'
in
foreign,
she
never
saw
it
(yah)
She
want
to
post
it
(yah),
she
want
to
post
it
(yah)
She
do
anything
(anything),
she
want
a
wedding
ring
(hell
naw)
But
I'm
married
to
the
game,
new
bitches
everyday
(everyday)
I'm
not
a
player
I
just
crush
a
lot
(I
fuck
alot)
Picked
her
up
and
got
head
in
the
parkin'
lot
The
bitch
gave
me
straight
dome,
she
a
busy
body
(oouuu)
In
a
little
Mazarati
and
she
on
a
molly
She
got
her
man
tatted
on
her
body
he
a
clown
He
don't
never
come
around,
I
put
her
down
Baby
bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Baby,
work
the
pole
like
it's
magic
Make
it
disappear
like
it's
magic
She
do
anything
for
her
daddy
She
do
anything
for-,
that
Bring
that
ass
here
yeah,
yeah
More
money
than
I
made
last
year
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
1 Last Year
2 Big Bags
3 Pressure
4 Outro
5 Blind to the Bullshit
6 G.R.E.E.D.
7 Flex
8 Play Your Roll
9 Wait for It
10 Guess Who
11 Check
12 Busy Body
13 Noid
14 Loose Lips
15 Gettin' It
16 Intro
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