paroles de chanson Wrong (feat. Martin Khan & Louis Blac) - Tashinga

Everything I do is wrong, so let me love you right right
Use to bite my ear 'n end up in fight night
I mean over
Over a likkle situation
In quotation
'Think I'm running out of patience
Uh
For you baby, myself took a couple "L's" or two would you baby
Truly, I ain't feel myself lately
Baby, let me speak to you truly

I want my own space
I don't rent ova
Soul lova
Bring the heat closer
Body shape, body bathe baby
Getting used to fuckboys on your case baby
Deux roses, je lui propose
Ve rester mais je suis en colle

Talk to me
Ride for me
Two lightksins tryna get on top of me
Robbery
When she pull up on me I see her jewelry
No fooling me
Had young nigga falling
Stupidly
Foolery
She the type to do me wrong, I might even play along
Get her vibing to my song, leave the lights turned on
You were here and now you're gone
I'm just scrolling through my phone
Pictures of you in a thong
2016
You were my queen
Baby don't leave
You can cool and take a week

Don't ask
Get cash
Brown skin
That ass
Dark skin
Got class
White girl
Smoke grass
Don't pass
Champagne glass
Let's toast
Black class goals
Put your glass up
Put your glass up

I'm really really into you
Uhm, but I'm not goin lie
I have a serious problem with the nature of your work
Because you're constantly surrounded by woman
And it crazy for me
Like, I feel mad uncomfortable
Like, Just the thought of it
But jah, it is what it is I guess
What are you doing later

Don't ask
Get cash
Brown skin
That ass
Dark skin
Got class
White girl
Smoke grass
Don't pass
Champagne glass
Let's toast
Black class goals
Put your glass up
Put your glass up