Brixtonboogie - Trouble Me No текст песни

Текст песни Trouble Me No - Brixtonboogie




Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Your voice is killing me, oh would you please release me
Don't share your ugly thoughts, just keep 'em to yourself
If you have nothing left but nagging, yelling all day
Why don't you shut your mouth and sit your ass back down
So keep your distance, we are different, I wanna live my life
Back it off or get lost, can't you read my sign
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
You think the universe revolves only around you
Your metabolism is surely breaking down
Your selfish energy only projects your misery
Oh can't you turn around before you hit the ground
So keep your distance, we are different, I wanna live my life
You're full of hatred, full of fear, a pointless waste of time
Keep your distance, we are different, I wanna live my life
Back it off or get lost, can't you read my sign
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Cheated me on Monday, Tuesday we hit the sack
Wednesday heard the news and Thursday hit you back
My epiphany came on Friday, Saturday I went out to play
Then on a Holy Sunday, I prayed you would've stayed
Girl you mustn't, fix your manner, it no longer work yeah
Me no want no badda badda, you just a bawl and holler
And now curse me proper, say that me thief inside your heart
And put it in me locker, but you no say that ah
My heart is shattered, beat up and battered in tatters
But that don't seem to matter, you're getting hotter
Mad as a hatter and now you're cussing like some chatter
From a gangsta rapper, you holler pree when me ah do
All of that meditate me, the way me make love
You no stop from rate me, but true me dutty ways
You no stop from hate me, but dem kind of loving
Will drive you crazy, but it nah work a lot is evidently
A house is not a home it's like a penitentiary
Me love you plenty, it's my final entry
But my likkle cup of love is definitely empty
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
My epiphany came on Friday
Saturday I went out to play
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no
Trouble me no trouble me no trouble me no



Авторы: Christoph Kreuzer, Mascha Amelie Nina Litterscheid, Oliver Schmitt, Sean Theobalds


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