paroles de chanson Beni Özle. - Trefuego

(Aye)
(Yuh)
(Tahahah)
(Fuego)
(Aye)
(Aye)
(Aye)
She lie to yo' face
I really don't get it
She say what you want her to say
At the end of the day
I'm still getting money
Regardless I'm still getting paid
She want Gucci, Louis and the Fendi
Fuck around and leave yo' pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missey missey do you really miss me
She lie to yo' face
I really don't get it
She say what you want her to say
At the end of the day
I'm still getting money
Regardless I'm still getting paid
She want Gucci, Louis and the Fendi
Fuck around and leave yo' pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missey missey so you really miss me
Say I don't call back when I'm free
Get my shit all back then I leave
I need some caffeine cus I can't love without fallback when I'm sleep
I need a new whip with no keys
Say I'm a bad dog with no leash
I need a few bricks and a bad bitch so I can fall back to the streets
Don't know what to do no more
I really just don't got a clue no more
Cus you never tellin' the truth no more
Don't even think that you you no more
(You no more)
Do no more
I really just don't got a clue no more
Cus you never tellin' the truth no more
Don't even think that you you no more
(You no more)
She lie to yo' face
I really don't get it
She say what you want her to say
At the end of the day
I'm still getting money
Regardless I'm still getting paid
She want Gucci, Louis and the Fendi
Fuck around and leave yo' pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missey missey do you really miss me
She lie to yo' face
I really don't get it
She say what you want her to say
At the end of the day
I'm still getting money
Regardless I'm still getting paid
She want Gucci, Louis and the Fendi
Fuck around and leave yo' pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missey missey do you really miss me
Cus i got alot on my mind
I ain't got no time for none of that bullshit
And you wanna bullshit
Pull up
Rah
Empty the full clip
And you never listen
All I'm wishin' for is just a lil' attention
Is all that I'm missin'
But it's all far going out in the distance
(You no more)
(I really just don't got a clue no more)
(Cus you never tellin' the truth no more)
(Don't even think that you you no more)
(You no more)
(Do no more)
(I really just don't got a clue no more)
(Cus you never tellin' the truth no more)
(Don't even think that you you no more)
(You no more)
She lie to yo' face
I really don't get it
She say what you want her to say
At the end of the day
I'm still getting money

Regardless I'm still getting paid
She want Gucci, Louis and the Fendi
Fuck around and leave yo' pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missey missey do you really miss me
She lie to yo' face
I really don't get it

She say what you want her to say
At the end of the day
I'm still getting money
Regardless I'm still getting, paid
She want Gucci, Louis and the Fendi
Fuck around, and leave yo' pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't, tempt me
Missey missey do you really miss me