Текст песни Miss Me - Slowed - Remix - Muppet DJ feat. SECA Records

Ay, yeah, yeah
Fuego
Ayy, ayy, ayy

She lie to your 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 your pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?

She lie to your 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 your pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?

Say I don't call back when I'm free
Get my shit all packed then I leave
I need some caffeine 'cause I can't love
But I fall back when I'm asleep
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
'Cause you never telling the truth no more
Don't even think that you no more, you no more
Do no more
I really just don't got a clue no more
'Cause you never telling the truth no more
Don't even think that you no more, you no more

She lie to your 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 your pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?

She lie to your 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 your pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?

'Cause I got a lot on my mind
I ain't got no time for none of that bullshit
And you wanna pull shit
Pull up, grah, empty a full clip
And you never listen
All I'm wishing for is just a little attention
It's all that I'm missing
But it's so far gone out in the distance

(Clue no more)
(I really just don't got a clue no more)
('Cause you never telling the truth no more)
(Don't even think that you no more, you no more)
(Clue no more)
(I really just don't got a clue no more)
('Cause you never telling the truth no more)
(Don't even think that you no more, you no more)

She lie to your 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 your pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?

She lie to your 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 your pockets empty
Swear I ain't a killer but don't tempt me
Missy, Missy, do you really miss me?

Muppet DJ