paroles de chanson If We're Being Honest - Cole Myer

Thank you Ro, that is so sweet

Bitch, I'm Derek Jeter in a two-seater, smacking women five hoes at a time
Whats a dollar cost to me? Nothing, bitch, not my time
Ratchet ugly hoes doing (Beep), bitch, not my line
I get passive-aggressive sometimes, but I guess it's fine
You are not irreplaceable, not one of a kind
But I'm the best in my city, at least the best you'll find
Naked bitches dancing on me and I don't even grind

My hammer's all metal, I took the wood out, I need to work on it
I don't use the condom when I fuck, I feel her squirt on it
Give me crayons, I'ma make your cover, call my name Adonis
I'm too good for your ass, if we're being honest
I'm the big, bad wolf, I blow the house down
I'ma take what I want, I don't even ask now
Every time that you talk, it's farts, I'm hearing ass sounds
Let's go take 'em to the corner, then we walk 'em down
You wanna go back to back to back and make a hundred rounds
I was with your bitch ass back to back, I made that booty pound
She was on my dick, I smacked that ass and then I'm leaving town
Pass that booty back with all them horses, that's a bunch of power
Pow, funky suit like Austin Powell
Laps around it, laps around these bitches going a hundred miles
When it rains, it's not a drizzle, it's a fucking shower
I told her leave, she in my crib, she's tryna stay for hours

I can look up in the stars and see myself like I'm spontaneous
I need back up in the club looking where Devin Haney is
I thought that I wanted this hoe, realized I hate the bitch
Realize that I'm 20, I ain't ever gonna be a famous kid
I love flipping paper, I'm an origami-nest
I mean, I made her orgasm, what's my MPH
It's very high, it's like a quake, I'm about to make it shake
Until recently, I never really waked and baked
Cut 'em off if they leave you for dead, off with they head
I ain't cutting nobody off, but I'm metaphorical as shit
I'm a generous degenerate, but there's nothing left to give
You can hang me out to dry, but I'm the best there ever is, yeah
I'm a reverend, there's some things I can't sever with
You can separate my stuff, but you can't take intelligence
My time is coming, finally, finally, feel its eminent
I'm surprised I didn't blow from As Small as an Elephant
My bad, I didn't see the big picture, it's clear to me
I was making music 'for the day I hit in puberty
Stage fright, up on stage and everybody's new to me
Man, I got self-conscious while everyone was nude to me
I'm Queen Bean pheromones, you're nothing more than Lucy Leaf
I be outside of the club looking for where the coochies be
I'm a dog, no drizzy Drake, they 'bout to neuter me
You walked into the club and then the country hoochies leave
City folk and country folk can get along
I ain't never had a problem with 'em, just don't do me wrong