paroles de chanson History - Jazz Cartier

Mm-hm, uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, yeah, yeah
(Aziz)
Trooper-ed, trooper-ed, trooper-ed, trooper-ed
I'm goin' stupid, I swear

New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Act up, but this shit get different
Big dawg, no they can't big fish me (yeah, yeah)
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history

Hey, hey, huh, but please don't tempt me
One neck kiss, gotta wet through the Fenty
Wanna parlay like a nigga know Desi
Friends wanna fuck, now I'm caught in a frenzy
Mind been gone but the drugs ain't helpin' (drugs ain't helpin', no)
Love my hoes, I'm selfish
Just FaceTime, don't text me, yeah (woo, woo)
Count my dimes how I count my blessings (yeah)

Niggas know me and the hoes do too now (yeah, yeah)
Gotta show green if you wantin' me to move now
Ain't no Fashion Nova, this Bottega Veneta (yeah)
Call the driver when I pull up to get out (yeah)
I got some bigger money with some bigger vendettas (yeah)
Yeah (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)

See-through dress, I just can't help it
If I kiss you, best not tell it
Ice your body down, it's melting
Pussy fetish, pussy wettish
Couldn't wait to the crib, wanna fuck in traffic
Don't press record 'cause it might get graphic
Touch it, bring it, baby
Watch it, turn it, leave it, stop, format it (yeah)

New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Act up, but this shit get different
Big dawg, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history

New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Treat you right, you do my dishes
You grant mine, I'll grant your wishes
Act up, but this shit get different
Big dawg, no they can't big fish me
Been a while and I know she miss me
Take your time, 'cause we got history (history)

New wrists, my bezel glistenin'
Just slid through the district, okay
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Covered in floss, my vision is flawed, yeah
I'm addicted to broads and goin' abroad, uh
I'm wavin' my wand, don't want no applaud, yeah
I'm prayin' to Gods and prayin' to God, uh
She sendin' me cars, we fuckin' in cars
Need the effect can't dwell on the cause
We met in a bar, she took off her bra
Went from fuckin' her raw to duckin' the cost
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right