Текст песни West End Rebound - Pryde

It's 3 A.M
You call my phone (Russell?)
You need to vent all your problems, boo
Here, let me talk to you
I'm not like them, but you heard it all (wake up)
If you wanna fuck, give me all of you
Girl, give me all of you, oh

But I am just your rebound
Girl, I'm not yours
Fuck me just like you fucked him
When y'all were somethin' more
I'm so empty, I'm so empty, I'm so empty
But I'll take you with me, take you with me, take you with me

He doesn't matter (yeah)
Weed on my counter (yeah)
Rollin' and blow
I make out with laughter (Russell?)
Get you wet after (Hoe)
Two palms on your ass
Got whiskey with ice cubes
I more than like you
But you wanna fuck me
I find that fine, boo
I find that fine, boo (Are you there?)
I find that fine 'cause

He ain't shit, you should know what's good for you (yeah)
Call the car to pick you up, I need you too
But when he calls, you'll run back to him
Don't go 'cause I know

He'll call somebody else (wake up)
He's putting you through hell (Russell?)
Come roll somethin' with me
I'll be there half past three
Yeah, I'll be all you need
Yeah, I'll be all you need

Take a ride to the West End, babe (are you there?)
Take a ride to the West End, baby
Take a ride to the West End, babe (wake up)
Take a ride to the West End, baby, yeah
Take a ride to the West End, babe

Still in the ends
You ain't gotta bring your friends (nyeah eh)
Still in the ends
You ain't gotta bring your friends (nyeah eh)
Still in the ends
You ain't gotta bring your friends (nyeah eh)
Still in the ends
You ain't gotta bring your friends (nyeah eh)