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À QUI DE DROIT
Lucy Bedroque
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Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah
(特に意味はない)
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah-nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah-nah, nah, nah
Are you cold? Do you miss her, monsieur, Madame?
And when she left you 'lone, do you miss her kisses every night?
So what? So what? I'm coolin'
Yeah, this shit might hurt now
So what? So what? I'm coolin'
Yeah, this shit might hurt now, yeah
Did you miss her and ask for another chance?
Would you take her hand and kiss her and ask for another dance?
No way, no way, I'm coolin'
Just watch how she curve, how?
No way, no way, I'm coolin'
It ain't addin' up
I got 'em sobbin' 'cause I made it synonymous
Love how you keep it concealed, baby, I love how you anonymous
Okay, okay, she come back to the crib and massaging this
So I'm late, I'm late, but I still drop that shit, and they boppin' it
I want it all, I want this and this and then this now
I want a lot of it, 'til this shit cannot fit now
Can't get enough of it, I need more
Ain't gеttin' liposuction, I need that bloat
Uh-uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, ain't no way, yeah
You should know not to go thеre, yeah, yeah (Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah)
I want nothin' (Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah, nah)
I want nothing
I want it all, I want this and this and then this now
I want a lot of it 'til this shit cannot fit now
You realize you can spread your wings and fly like a bird, yeah
Bring the Hennessey, turn up tonight, like a birthday
I get so high until my mind sees it all
You lied to me, the same night you said you mean it all
I keep it truthful, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
GLUTMOTHER need a spoonful, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
My fat-ass just want some ranch on the side
I don't do green, but told her to put the branch for my diet
I keep it fruitful, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
But I still need that spoonful, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
We do it with that, no failure
Until I got all the denim through the mail, yeah
I feel invincible, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
If I feast, it's not divisible, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah
I don't share, you just cannot break bread with the kid
I don't care, you bitches is not deservin' of this
You folded (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
You folded (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)
I want it all, I want this and this and then this now
I want a lot of it 'til this shit cannot fit now
Yeah, this shit might hurt now, yeah
I want it all, I want this and this and then this now
I want a lot of it 'til this shit cannot fit now
You folded (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
You folded (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)