ParaDice - Fake It Til We Make It текст песни

Текст песни Fake It Til We Make It - ParaDice



Ha damn girl
You know you really playin on my heart strings
Ha its killing me slowly
I swear, but uh
Dice
Girl I know you want me
And I want you too
No need to play them games with me
Just be my boo come on
We ain't gotta fake it
Until we make it
Cause the money blue
That's the only thing that's blue
Unless we talking bout those eyes
Yea the vision strong
Until you walked into the room
Now you running through my mind
Got my mind blown
Cool as a breeze
But still keep it real with a nigga
Yeah thats what I really need
Still fulfilling the fantasies
See her and Vicky got a secret
But they only telling me
Grew up like a gangster
Committing them felonies
Life ain't always been this sweet
So I'm dropping to me knees
Like my legs are weak
Just to thank god
For bringing you closer to me
Could've have ended up in the clouds
Instead I'm with an angel right now
Holding it down
Turning pages in the prophecy
This was meant to happen
That's why it feels like magic
So trust me baby
To have faith
It takes a little action
Yeah
All you gotta do is believe
All you gotta do is believe
Dice
Girl I know you want me
And I want you too
Ain't no need to play with me
Or lose ya cool
We ain't gotta fake it
Until we make it
Cause the money blue
That's the only thing that's blue
Unless you asking bout a check
Okay fair
I aint verified
You still lost in the moment
Welcome to Paradise
They say it's all about attention
You name the price
Most would set the limit at the sky
But im not the type of guy
Even from afar
I knew you were a star
Yeah
Its in the way you
Glow glow glow
Never been afraid
To let it
Show show show
Ayy
So gone bust a move with it
Go go go
Get loose with it
Pop a bottle of the goose with it
And if you need that food for thought
Im here like a soup kitchen
On the South side
So we 2 steping
Dancing right into our next blessing
You the only one
Ain't no second guessing
And yea the head bussin
But no need for an excedrin
Uh
Baby girl I need you here close
So hold on tight
And don't let go
Paradice
Girl I know you got me
And I got you too uh
Ain't no need to play with
With them other fools Nah
We ain't gotta fake it
Until we make it
Cause the money blue
That's the only thing that's blue



Авторы: Christopher Chambers


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