Текст песни Maddona (The Girl Across The Street, With No Shoes On Her Feet Remix) - Junie , juxpls

Your gonna have to let me see through
I can't quite get to the point of you
Coming from my point of view
Or I might just lose you...

Everytime here for your company
Told her please, stop reminding me
How lonely I am, how lonely I am, how lonely I am
Is this how it past so fast?
Every night just stay the same...
Tried so hard to change
But she always stays the same...

And I'm gonna give in eventually
Your voice is so quiet please, just don't let me down
Don't let me down, don't let me down
Let's lie on the ground
Just point it out

Tried so hard to change
But she always stays the same...
I ain't judging you from your past
I ain't judging you from your pain
You went through, you went through
Girl you went through too much

All of these drugs inside of our body
All of these drugs inside of our body
Shawty pretty like Maddona
Shawty pretty like Maddona
Shawty tell me why you want her?
Shawty tell me why you want her?
Shawty tell me why you want her from me?

City to hold you down
The city to hold you down, you down
And girl you know that I could hold you down

But now she's part of scheming, scheming
She took too many drugs, she's acting like a demon
Shawty tell me who gonna touch you like this?
Girl just tell me who gonna fuck you like this?

Shawty pretty like Maddona-dona-dona
Staying away from drama, drama, drama
And I'm hearing stories, stories, stories
She's just got to prove it...

Shawty pretty like Maddona-dona-dona
Stay away from drama, drama, drama
And I'm hearing stories, stories, stories
She's just got to prove it...

She's a freak, yeah
She's a freak, yeah
And I know, yeah
She want me, yeah

But through the story girl, you can tell your girl
It's your world, and we can do this till the day that we die...

Shawty pretty like Maddona-dona-dona
Stay away from drama, drama, drama
And I'm hearing stories, stories, stories
She's just got to prove it...

Shawty pretty like Maddona-dona-dona
Stay away from drama, drama, drama
And I'm hearing stories, stories, stories
She's just got to prove it...

(Maddona...)
(Maddona...)
(What is this life for?)
(Then we'll rise and be up)
(Maddona...)

And now you wanna fuck me up so good
You took everything I could've just tooken from you
Would've just done the same
You could've went out of my way
Maddona, your the girl across the street, with no shoes on her feet
You ran to me, you loved me, you loved me...
So don't fake it please
Don't cause a scene