paroles de chanson 4am - Marc E. Bassy

4 in the mornin' that's good
Yeah that's midnight to me
Rest of em do what they could
That shit nothing to me
Soon as it was understood
That shit changed on a dime
I did it, I did it I couldn't waste anymore time
Baby you coming with me
That shit happened so quick
You said that lovin' was free baby
But I had to be rich
Live in the house in the Hills baby
And something on my wrist
I did it, I did it, I did it, I couldn't resist
I put that money first
But you know, I wanted you the worst
I put that money first
But you know, I wanted love the worst
I wanted love so the worst
Whoa, only you

This cut for season, yeah that's more off season
I'm Mr. solo dolo
White tee with the bolo
My shoes undefeated
My necklace is gleamin'
Just took a walk up the street
Had to get fly for the weekend
Just so they know that I mean it
If I just opened my mind and I told you my secrets
Would you have my back like spine?
Or would you stab me like caesar?
Should I say I'll never leave you?
Or should I do like Aretha?
Get my R.E.S.P.E.C.T or put love first like I'm Mother Teresa?
That got me drinkin' Moesha
That got me rollin' Khalifa
I put that money first
But you know, I wanted you the worst
Yeah I wanted love to work
I put that money first
I put that money first
But you know, I wanted love the worst
I wanted love to work
I put that
I wanted love to work but
I put that
I put that
I put that
I wanted love to work yeah