paroles de chanson Sharpie (feat. Miles Blvd) - TeawhYB
Thinking
we're
in
love
Say
you
only
wanna
f
I
can
be
your
trophy
or
a
notch
up
on
your
belt
(ohh)
It
matters
to
me,
yeah
It
matters
to
me
I
don't
Like
feeling
this
way
I'm
supposed
to
go
But
I
don't
want
to
leave
Imma
overdose
On
them
kissable
cheeks
I
ain't
seen
you
in
weeks
In
my
head
when
I
sleep
yeah
Wanna
know
your
birthday,
birthplace,
and
your
middle
name
Thought
you
want
the
same
How
you
make
love
when
it's
not
the
real
thing
Ok
I
wipe
you
off
Got
me
feelin'
like
I
have
to
Hard
to
be
attached
to
you
When
you
shut,
me
off
Guess
I
wasn't
meant
to
have
you
Wish
we
could
back
to
When
we
started
out
Yeah
I
know
what's
up
You're
scared
of
love
Guess
it's
better
you're
a
sharpie
not
a
tattoo
Not
a
tattoo
Man
this
s
been
weighing
I'm
saying
Gotta
cut
this
playing
and
swaying
Signal
displaying
delaying
Whether
not
we
straying
or
or
laying
Shorty
got
me
praying
I'm
staying
up
All
night
And
it
feels
like
my
fault
But
I
guess
that's
alright
Now
she
wanna
come
scoop
me
and
flaunt
me
Man
the
thought
of
just
losing
her
haunt
me
Never
knew
if
she
use
me
or
want
me
Confuse
and
taunt
me
for
kicks
Ain't
no
one
to
fix
Stuck
in
this
circle
of
tricks
Twistin'
up
purple
and
mix
Scrolling
through
pics
Strollin'
I'm
rolling
with
chicks
When
her
face
still
controlling
my
trips
So
you
know
I
couldn't
write
you
off
I'll
wipe
you
off
A
mother
fer
light
you
off
at
that
fuse
Probably
gonna
call
you
in
to
fight
you
off
My
sights
aloft
I
gotta
find
my
muse
Nothing
to
lose
Nothing
to
prove
Nothing
but
memories,
pride,
and
the
pain
I
keep
telling
myself
that
you're
always
the
villain
But
baby
we
one
in
the
same
Ok
I
wipe
you
off
Got
me
feelin'
like
I
have
to
Hard
to
be
attached
to
you
When
you
shut,
me
off
Guess
I
wasn't
meant
to
have
you
Wish
we
could
back
to
When
we
started
out
Yeah
I
know
what's
up
You're
scared
of
love
Guess
it's
better
you're
a
sharpie
not
a
tattoo
Not
a
tattoo
Wish
it
was
as
easy
as
that
Cuz
your
Mark
on
me
is
permanent
Oh
no
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