Ochsen feat. Yerp - Ooh! paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Ooh! - Ochsen




Oh,
oh, oh,
oh,
Yeah, oh,
oh, oh,
Yeah oh,
oh
Bae I thought you was down for the ride
She know your ni**a be ready to slide
So she tell me she love me but steady be lyin
And I know the gang call me when bullets be fly
Tryna find your love but I'm too blind to see
But yeah, I'ma throw up behind my cell
So leave that inside of me
Yeah, switch the lights, take it off, it's time to coop
And I gave you my heart, I was ready to shoot
Can't save a girl if you smooch and you lose
Then I go on a trip, tryna go on a cruise
But it's you I can't lose
But I swear to god that I never tried to make you pick and choose
Put my feelings up inside the booth
Like, woah, I can't let you go
I just feel like it would be respectful just to let you know
And everything about you just so perfect from your head to toes
I've been played so many times, I ain't tryna do no couple goals
Ever since you came around, yeah, my feelings just flow
You know I get you what you want, Chanel, Vlone, Givenchy
Put crystals all up on your neck, your wrist, you're too damn saucy
The other bitches don't love me, but I know they be lovin' my money
Huh, yeah
They just be lovin' my money
They just be lovin' my money
They just be lovin' my (money money)
They just be lovin' my (money money
They just be lovin' my (money money)
They just be lovin' my (money money)
They just be lovin' my (money money)
Robbin' a store for like Bonnie and Clyde
Anywhere I go, she stay by my side
They talkin' shit, but I ain't watchin' them sides
Travel round the world, my bitch love when we fly
When I die, hope she look to me in the sky
When I wake up, I see bae on my side
Lookin' at her, she the reason I grind
Love her so much, might have to take your life
Like damn,
I know you ain't pick up the phone, but
Probably sleepin' right now while I'm out workin' hella hard for you
Thought I'd hit you up and be like, I love you, bae
All these other bitches ain't shit for me
You my bitch forever, I don't see no one
We sit together, I ain't talkin' a glue gun
Talkin' that shit, then you know I'm gon' shoot him
Love you so much, girl, why can't you see
Just copped a .223, a G18, and G19
If you wanna get hit, then come pick on your piece
Come pick your piece (yeah yeah yeah yeah,)
Come pick your piece yeah,



Writer(s): Luke Ochsenbine



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