REASON - FTN! paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson FTN! - REASON




I take one, you take two (Two)
She take three (Three), I take four (Four, ayy)
Bring some more (Some more, bring some)
Now tell me how much liquor do it take to get him out your system?
Why you miss him?
Shawty, why you miss him? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Yeah, lil' shawty need a change
No more parties in L.A. (No more)
Baby said she tired of the dates
Wanna get to know her, gotta fly out the states, oh
He don't make your body feel safe, nah
Sleepin' with a garden full of snakes, ah
Baby girl, we ain't gotta wait, nah
Swear to God, we could leave today, ah
Swear to God, we could leave today
I'm a big stepper, big money, big bezel (Yeah)
More important, I bring big trust, big levels
Big business, hood nigga, I'm a big ghetto
Big, uh, you gon' see that once we get settled (Yeah)
Ain't tryna rush to get inside you 'cause that shit special (Yeah)
And I know that come with more than just some pussy
Real boss nigga, give you money, help you dub it
That lame pussy game teach you nothin', let me show you somethin'
I take one, you take two (Two)
She take three (Three), I take four (Four)
Bring some more (Bring some more)
Now tell me how much liquor do it take to get him out your system?
Why you miss him?
Shawty, why you miss him? (Tell me why you miss him now?)
Yeah, yeah
To be honest, I need a detox
It's gon' take more than me slashin' in tongues up his Reeboks
I don't wanna go full half die to get him out my mind
So I'm takin' shots until my body wanna scrub the ground
Let you come inside and we could fuck it out
Fuck that nigga, hope you feel that
I'm outside now, actin' real bad
Fuck that nigga with his lil' ass, his lil' bag, lil', huh
Ayy, we ain't gotta talk about that
Let's get back to you and me (Let's get back to you and me)
You know I don't do this usually but I guess I'll take one
I take one, you take two
She take three, I take four (I'll take four)
Bring some more (Bring some more, bring some more)
Now tell me how much liquor do it take to get him out your system?
Why you miss him?
Shawty, why you miss him? (Tell me why you miss him now?)
So shawty, scream, "Fuck that nigga" (Ayy)
Shawty, scream, "Fuck that nigga" (Ayy, fuck that nigga)
Shawty, scream, "Fuck that nigga" (Ayy)
Middle finger up, fuck that nigga
Shawty, scream, "Fuck that nigga" (Ayy)
Shawty, scream, "Fuck that nigga" (Ayy)
Shawty, scream, "Fuck that nigga" (Ayy)
Middle finger up, fuck that nigga



Writer(s): Shaina Farrell, Tyler Joseph Acord, Tate Sequoya Farris, Robert Lee Gill Jr., Kameron Cole, Andrew Hawthorne


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