paroles de chanson Fuego - Gawne

If it blows up
What goes up-up baby
Must come down
It comes down down down down
If it blows up
What goes up-up baby
Must come down
We come down down down down
If I book a flight it's one way
Up and where the sun stays
Saturday to Sunday
Never coming down to the ground from the clouds
Baby I don't need no runway
Runaway...

I'm moving into a new house
White picket fence in a suitable town
Then I see my neighbor's beautiful spouse
Though I don't see her husband around
So I show up unannounced
Knock on her door
She is a stay at mother and bored
And school isn't out
Next thing you know we get to fooling about
I'm looking for trouble admit
That this chick always be on some other shit
I wanna hit it and quit it
Not snuggle and kiss
But I struggle a bit
When I learned she's a mother with kids
So lay down in bed
Tryna get me some head
It was cool till her husband comes in
With a couple of guns he has come for revenge
So I lunge for the bed
As I hide under covers
Tryna muffle my breath
Till my lungs feel a mess
I'm so stressed that my heart is gon' puncture my chest
I can feel the shit punching against
All my ribs I said fuck it I guess
I'ma run for the door
As I trip and then fall to the floor
At the feet of her husband he's aiming his gun at my forehead
I'm begging him no please!
Lowkey your wife's a hoe!
I NEED THE POLICE!

If it blows up
What goes up-up baby
Must come down
It comes down down down down
If it blows up
What goes up-up baby
Must come down
We come down down down down
If I book a flight it's one way
Up and where the sun stays
Saturday to Sunday
Never coming down to the ground from the clouds
Baby I don't need no runway
Runaway...

She was the girl of my dreams
She was the one I desired
Yeah I got her husband to leave
After he came home to find her
Down on her knees but not reading the Bible
Though now that she's mine she been secretly eyeing
Her secret admirer
Tables have turned
Fuckin' bitch you will die a habitual LIAR!
Hi
When you gon' fuckin' admit thatchu lie
When will you fuckin' admit you been cheatin' on me
Always suckin' the dick of a guy
But I got a couple of chicks on the side who
I gotta hide, true
So go cry dude
Cause my I.Q.
Is too haiku
To be lied to
Bye bye, boo
Get out of my room
Recommend you runaway
The undertaker's
Coming to become your neighbor
Hide your wife at night 'fore the stud will make her
Fall in lovey dove
With another stranger
Next thing ya know she serves her husband papers
Cause the buff guy next door fucks and bangs her-
Tough luck gettin' cucked bro
Cut the payments-
For the alimony homie
She's fucking played us!

If it blows up
What goes up-up baby
Must come down
It comes down down down down
If it blows up
What goes up-up baby
Must come down
We come down down down down
If I book a flight it's one way
Up and where the sun stays
Saturday to Sunday
Never coming down to the ground from the clouds
Baby I don't need no runway
Runaway...