paroles de chanson Last Call - Brevner feat. Fembot

Time...
After time...
After time...
After time...
After time...
After time...
After time...
After time...
At 2 in the morning
When we need a little something
But we can't seem to find
Where we are
I know you'll hold un-til the last call
We always end up talking
'Til 2 in the morning
When we need a little something
But we can't seem to find
Where we are
(Time... after time... after time...)
I know I'll hold up 'til the last call
I always end up thinking
'Til 2 in the morning
When I need a little something
And I can't seem to find...
Time...
After time...
After time...
After time...
Tiii-ti-ti-ti-ti-time
Slow the street like
Sell a little cocaine
Regular weeknight
Gotta get the money (man)
Sack what you need (aight)
Tired of the skinny niggers
Just tryna eat right
The party don't stop
So the money don't either
Don't sit like money don't feed her
Doing drugs
Selling drugs
Smoking drugs don't either
But the small pits, slap zeds, magi pose, negroes
Y'all lookin' for a fix
Y'all lookin' for a rig
Y'all lookin' for a bud
Y'all lookin' for some coke
Y'all lookin' for some me
Y'all lookin' for some drugs
Y'all lookin' for a fray
Y'all lookin' for some hate
Y'all lookin' for some love
But y'all should really look deeper
See what's really going on
Because the party ain't enough
I know you'll hold un-til the last call
We always end up talking
'Til 2 in the morning
When we need a little something
But we can't seem to find
Where we are
I know I'll hold up 'til the last call
I always end up thinking
'Til 2 in the morning
When I need a little something
And I can't seem to find...
Time...
After time...
After time...
After time...
Tiii-ti-ti-ti-ti-time