paroles de chanson 3am - Teezy Baby

Let me talk to em'
True
Teezy Baby

I need that right one
Hold on tight with a nigga, fallin
Girl they want me but they want you too
Keep me in your feelings make a nigga come through
Hoping your partners
Ain't speaking on me
Cause it ain't the same way around here
Lookin like how you get down there?
Girl you should come where the stars at
I been away for a minute
Workin, flexin and workin and doing way more than I thought I would
Lookin inside like this shit all good
Said I never had the time to give you
The time and that's fucked up but so true
Trynna give you all the blame like you don't blow my line
Trynna switch it up, like that's you
She'll just be fuckin' and touchin' and rubbin' it down
I'm trippin', fuck all that, please excuse me I'm frustrated babe

I'm fibbin' but you know there's so much true in this shit, please
Don't get used to this shit
I don't know what to do with this shit
Guess I gotta stick it through with this shit, oh babe

Can't leave too much on this
It's money on my line
I give my niggas some
Like what the fuck, it's tough
Blowin' my baby line, like where the fuck you at?
But ain't no bae for me
But ain't no babe

God damn, you ain't play this shit right
Like it even if it wasn't right
Thinkin' that you would be here forever
Guessin, I never guessed it twice
Pullin' up girl I'm sure you remember
Blaze in whip, and I fucked the defender
Used to spend all the late, choppin' it with the fifty
We makin' it hot in the winter
Reminiscing, my heart didn't let me though
Imma fuck in the go, how she let me though
Never thought I would fall for you, oh no
How the fuck did I ever forget it though?
All the fuck shit you did, not acceptable
I cannot put my trust back in any hoe
Gotta get to the bag, need that decimal
Hope you heard that bitch comma come run you know?
Imma pick up the broken pieces
You love a nigga, I'm preparin' my shit
Might just dropped your bitch on every major jump
To show you I can with the shits

But you know there's so much truth to this shit, please
Don't get used to this shit
I don't know what to do with this shit
Guess I gotta stick it through with this shit, oh babe

Can't leave too much on this
It's money on my line
I give my niggas some
Like what the fuck, it's tough
Blowin' my baby line, like where the fuck you at?
But ain't no bae for me
But ain't no babe

God damn, you ain't play this shit right
Like it even if it wasn't right
Thinkin' that you would be here forever
Guessin, I never guessed it twice
Pullin' up girl I'm sure you remember
Blaze in whip, and I fucked the defender
Used to spend all the late, choppin' it with the fifty
We makin' it hot in the winter
Reminiscing, my heart didn't let me though
Imma fuck in the go, how she let me though
Never thought I would fall for you, oh no
How the fuck did I ever forget it though?
All the fuck shit you did, not acceptable
I cannot put my trust back in any hoe
Gotta get to the bag, need that decimal
Hope you heard that bitch comma come run you know?
Imma pick up the broken pieces
You love a nigga, I'm preparin' my shit
Might just dropped your bitch on every major jump
To show you I can with the shits

But you know there's so much truth to this shit, please
Don't get used to this shit
I don't know what to do with this shit
Guess I gotta stick it through with this shit, oh babe

Can't leave too much on this
It's money on my line
I give my niggas some
Like what the fuck, it's tough
Blowin' my baby line, like where the fuck you at?
But ain't no bae for me
But ain't no babe