paroles de chanson Come Through (feat. Chris Brown) - H.E.R. , Chris Brown

Almost missed my flight today
I look good, even though I feel shitty
I just got back out this way
You already got plans for the city
Call ′em off 'cause you call ′em off for me
You're always going on and on
Got it all, ask me why I never leave
I don't go out much
But you should come through tonight
I′m chilling on the Westside, boo
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend
You can slide too on the low, unknown location
I don′t want them see me gettin' faded
You should come through tonight
I only kick it with a tight crew
They won′t tell, 'cause they tryna live they best life too
On the low, on my own, I′ll be wavy
Hit me on my phonе, I'll be waitin′, yeah-yeah
Lookin' at you cry, go crazy
If I could, I would takе the pain away
I don't see that smile I made
You already made plans that ain′t with me
Tryin′ hard, I been tryin' hard to breathe
Inhale, exhale, you expell what you been doin′ to me
Fighting it off, you been fighting me off for weeks
Don't leave, ′cause I need ya
But you should come through tonight
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend
You can slide too on the low, unknown location
I don′t want them see me gettin' faded (yeah)
You should come through tonight (yeah)
I only kick it with a tight crew
They won't tell, ′cause they tryna live they best life too (no)
On the low, on my own, I′ll be wavy (yeah)
Hit me on my phone, I'll be waitin′, yeah-yeah
I ain't really tryna spend no time (no, no)
In the house if you ask me how I′m feelin' (feelin′)
I say "yes" to goin' out tonight
Oh, I ain't did that in a minute
Call it off, oh, call it off for you
You always goin′ on and on
Askin′ why, oh, why I'm not with you
I don′t go out much
But you should come through tonight (yeah)
I'm chilling on the Westside, boo (Westside)
Call my homegirl, tell your best friend (best, oh)
You can slide through on the low, unknown location
I don′t want them see me gettin' faded
You should come through tonight
I only kick it with a tight crew (yeah)
They won′t tell, 'cause they tryna live they best life too (they won't)
On the low, on my own, I′ll be wavy
Hit me on my phone, I′ll be waitin', yeah-yeah (yeah)
Waitin′, oh
Hit me on my phone, I be waitin', waitin′
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Hit me on my phone, hit me on my phone, yeah
Ooh, I'll be waitin′, yeah
And give me a call, ooh-yeah-yeah
And give me a call, ooh-yeah-yeah
And give me a call, yeah