paroles de chanson 1000 Nights - Meek Mill , A Boogie wit da Hoodie , Ed Sheeran

Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded
So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights

This the type of shit we used to dream of (yeah, yeah)
Bad bitch look like Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)
Flippin' off a yacht in Ibiza (splash, water)
Clear port, hasta la vista

Do it all again when we touchdown, everything bust down
Teacher said I would lose, I be like, "What now?"
I started makin' moves, they showin' me love now
Look like a light bulb 'cause bitch I'm the plug now

And now you know we poppin', we bubble like soda pop
And I see it, I like it, I wake up, pull up, and go and cop it
The millions get wired, them Benny hunnids still go in pocket
I party with Ed Sheeran, my homies still hold the rocket

'Cause I'm so hood, it don't make no sense
Still remember the times I couldn't pay my rent
Now, I walk in a stadium, tell 'em, "Play my shit"
And they gon' sing like this

Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded
So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights

Last night I played a show at a stadium in Atlanta
Husbands and wives, daddies and daughters with the cameras
I never thought it would get this big, but what does it matter?
Everything is already part of a plan

I remember, damn, me, and my man inside of this Sprinter van
Two hundred a night, end of 2010
Stayin' up in every city's Holiday Inn
If it wasn't there, then I was at the couch of a friend's

Weatherspoon's was an easy option to get a cheaper lunch and
£2 pound pint, the waitress maybe leave my number
On to the next town, but now it's to the next continent (woo!)
And I don't think it's gonna be stoppin' anytime soon

Birds eye view, pay my dues for a two-mile queue
Don't need to read reviews if you can't do the things I do
Oh, let me invite you to my world

Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long
Gettin' up and gettin' faded (gettin' faded)
So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights

Hm, I'm so faded, yeah
I don't even know how much I made last year
I'm so used to bein' on some player shit
Cheated on my girlfriend with a fiendish bitch

Hoodie on pull up, just like the Reaper, yeah
I do this on a regular, make you seem off, yeah
St. Laurent, Gucci sweater, the red and green marklet
Me and Meek and Ed Sheeran just like the Beatles, yeah

From her head to her toe you know she be fría, yeah
Everyday I be seein' her in Celine, oh yeah
She wanna come closer, but I don't see us there
I'm not a regular person, I be low-key all year

From New York out to London, she was, she was with me all the time
And I've been on the road, so I know she couldn't call my line
And I see she got her ass and titties done for a thousand likes

Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' off fifty-thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded

So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights