paroles de chanson Divine - Sylo Nozra

I swear that you divine
You got a way with me
Held too close like vines
Yet the fruit bared no sins
Come and sip this wine
No apologies
Keep me wondering
You got a way with me

When the sign goes red
We up 'til Monday morning
I'mma make this bed
Like I ain't ever sleeping
Only room for two
We beaming up to high end
Hollywood sets, Casablanket

They better get used to my name
Hop to the top, gonna change up this game
We used to rock with the paint on our nails
You got me off with just looking like Gwen, yeah
But you look more like FeFe
Tomboy of my dreams
Bad girl, Ri Ri
Girl you be killing 'em

Oh baby
Now you tell me that you in my city
Hope we link, 'cause I know you wit' it
Wait 'til you want it more, want it more
Eight figure, my innate nature
Makes these thoughts linger
When I ain't with ya

I swear that you divine
You got a way with me
Held too close like vines
Yet the fruit bared no sins
Come and sip this wine
No apologies
Keep me wondering
You got a way with me

Mine mine mine mine
I'm gonna get it
Lie lie lie lie
On the Tempur-Pedic
All night night night
Between these walls
Play "Love Galore "
Again

What I miss bout you
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Oh what I miss bout you
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Tell me what you miss bout me
Oh, I can feel the tension cross the apartment
The way you're looking gets right underneath my skin
Paint this view
My Ms. Kahlo

I swear that you divine
You got a way with me
Held too close like vines
Yet the fruit bared no sins
Come and sip this wine
No apologies
Keep me wondering
You got a way with me