paroles de chanson Rifle (Blow!) - LYZZA

I fucked up got me
Down down low low
I fucked oh I

One more time
She said one more time
Got that cocoa for your comfort
And my hands to cover eyes
Ask my baby what you up to
Cus you stay so fuckin fly
Crushing me from time to time
All the time I spent looking
Every time that you find
Now the group is getting smaller
And the fiends are left behind

Don′t think i don't see this shit?
Words make your tummy sick
Choke choke choke on my spliff
Think you can handle my -ish
Your strategies just make you tick
I′ll reach for the trigger
I swear I won't miss

Is this what you wanted?
I just wanted bliss

I fucked up got me
Down down low low
I fucked up got me
Down down low
Hands up and down
Your rifle
Got me waiting for
Got me waiting for

I fucked up got me
Down down low low
I fucked up got me
Down down low
Hands up and down
Your rifle
Got me waiting for
Got me waiting for that blow

You know I got it
Just tell me where and when and how you need it
You can run but you can't hide
All those stupid little lies
Just be honest when I look into your eyes
There′s nothing more that I despise
Dishonesty it′s not the best
And I will kill before It spreads
Will you love me till we die?

I fucked up got me
Down down low low
I fucked up got me
Down down low
Hands up and down
Your rifle
Got me waiting for
Got me waiting for

I fucked up got me
Down down low low
I fucked up got me
Down down low
Hands up and down
Your rifle
Got me waiting for
Got me waiting for that blow