paroles de chanson PRIDE - Chef Nathaniel

I walk away
She turn back
Grab a duffel bag
Pass hash
Then i flip through a hunnid cash
Make fun of silly things that'll make you laugh
Know i'm from Tennesee
Bring the country back
Heard the bad news
Hurt with the bad dude
Flirt
But the only word that i hads
You
Yeah laugh through the sad boo
I aint here to trip but i'm liable

Ooooooooooo
I lost your mind
Your hard to find
Oooooooooooo
Gave up my pride
I called that night
Oooooooooooo
I'm on my grind
You say good bye
Oooooooooooo
I aint confined
When youre not mine

Poetry bittersweet
Every adam come to eave
Lean back and I weave
Through traffic i mean
Hand on thigh
In them jeans
Beautiful baby making genes
So ya daddy came to me
Told me take care of little E
Boy i aint no ghangis khan
Nor am I a soccer mom
I adore ya daughter mom
I implore to get her gone
Fore I self sabatoge
Strap a bomb long gone
Never thought of a word
Never thought of a song
So I slur
When I blur all the things
Two drinks
Three drinks
One ship
I sink
Set sail to the mast
Set fire to the beach
Set sand to the glass
Sit right next to me
Wicha pretty blue
Stevie Nicks sweet lies
That being said i dont wanna hear cries
Yeah
This is it
This is my
Good bye child
Mm

Ooooooooooo
I lost your mind
Your hard to find
Oooooooooooo
Gave up my pride
I called that night
Oooooooooooo
I'm on my grind
You say good bye
Oooooooooooo
I aint confined
When youre not mine