Текст песни Hotline Miami - swoonstar

Woah
Hey, hey, hey
Woah
Woah
Woah
Hotline, hotline in Miami
Pick up your phone now I know that you hear me (hear me)
I can give you what you want, tell you how it is
Niggas fake as fuck, I don't care for friends
Foreign skrtin' engine making loud noise (skrt)
Don't you try me I ain't no fucking bitch boy
Who really real?
I'm trynna chill
I'm high as fuck I don't know how to feel (I'm so high)
So take it real lightly with me and don't play
I'm still trynna cope but I'm doing okay (I'm okay)
In love with the money I need hearts with a bow
Can't get back shit so I'm letting it go (can't get it back)
I need different whips, I don't need the hoes
Fully in it I could never sell my soul (soul)

Patience is key (key)
Wait here for me (yeah)
Angel from the sky, love never dies, that's all I see (see)
Who is the one? (Who)
Who could it be? (Be)
I really chose you baby you can hold your peace
How are you?
Is anybody asking how are you
There's so much that I wanna do
I love it when you rub on my tattoos
Nowadays every day is bad news
So cold alone in your bedroom (so cold)
Now you know I want you home
Counting them days we'll be there soon (soon)
Yeah, I'm in town
Pull up on shawty blow her back out
Yeah, I gotta get racks now
Fuck nigga hell nah I can't back down (hell nah)
Why these hoes really tryna come back around
You be hating so you stuck off in the background
I'm with my dawgs smoking gas, eyes bloodhound
It's a dog eat dog world, earths a big pound
Oh
Double cup full of red like Elmo
Diamonds dancing in the lights like disco
Niggas switching everyday so I don't get close
To nobody cause they'll just try to stop me from money and do whatever they can to me
Shawty bad but she good for me
Good sex making her run from me
You can't find love but you took mine from me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh oh
I do not know how to let go
What would I do
Yeah without you
I'm missin
I'm missing you
Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Hotline in Miami
Hotline in Miami
I gotta hotline in Miami

Hotline, hotline in Miami
Pick up your phone now I know that you hear me (hear me)
I can give you what you want, tell you how it is
Niggas fake as fuck, I don't care for friends
Foreign skrtin' engine making loud noise (skrtt)
Don't you try me I ain't no fucking bitch boy
Who really real?
I'm trynna chill
I'm high as fuck I don't know how to feel (I'm so high)
So take it real lightly with me and don't play
I'm still trynna cope but I'm doing okay (I'm okay)
In love with the money I need hearts with a bow
Can't get back shit so I'm letting it go (can't get it back)
I need different whips, I don't need the hoes
Fully in it I could never sell my soul (soul)