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Ayo, Paris! Man, I called you, ain't pick up. Fuck make-up sex, I want my dick sucked. All that sweatin', gettin' tired 'til you give up. You wanna be shakin' in your legs, I want A quick nut. I think you owe me that For real. Got me out here payin' all these Bills. I don't ask for splits, just don't trip, That's the deal. But when you tear me down, Make it hard to rebuild. If this car stop now, could you push us Up the hill? Look, that's the only time I Let you get behind the wheel. I'm gon' get us where we goin', I'm gon' Get us to them M's. Sometimes you say some Shit that make me not know how to feel. Like, who you talkin' to? Bitch, chill. I know sometimes I be nonchalant. I'm a cool nigga. It make you feel like I don't wanna be Here. I just be tired of lying. Tired of lying. I know you used to me Bein' responsive. Addicted to me like it's Contrave. Sometimes I get you so bad you be nauseous. Screamin' that fuck shit, then I leave abruptly. Then I get a hundred missed calls on a Monday. Who can I talk to? Who can I talk to? Who can I talk to? Who can I talk to when there's nobody around Who can tell you? Who gon' talk to? Who can I talk to when there's nobody around Can tell you? Like, tell me who can I Talk to? I been gettin' all these walk-throughs. Seen you with that nigga and you lookin' kinda Awful. Coffee syrup, double cup, I beat it like A monster. The way she keep callin' my phone, I know she toxic. Who can I talk to? Just tell me what it is. Said I know you got plenty options, just live How you live. All this bad conversation, can't Assume what I did. Should tell Daddy, shoulda taught you how to respect All these Benjamins. Had a loss a gang of Times, but I win, but I win. How they learn, how they live. Lot of niggas be pretend. Tell me, mother, speed up. Kick back 'fore I Spin. Catch me interactin' with bitches who thirsty Benjamins. I know sometimes I be nonchalant. I'm a cool nigga. It make you feel like I don't wanna be Here. I just be tired of lying. Tired of lying. I know you used to me Bein' responsive. Addicted to me like it's Contrave. Like Sometimes I get you so bad you be Nauseous. Screamin' that fuck shit, then I leave Abruptly. Then I get a hundred missed calls on A Monday. Who can I talk to? Who can I talk to? Who can I talk to? Who can I talk to when there's nobody around Who can tell you? Who you gon' talk to? Who can I talk to when there's nobody around Who Can Tell You?
Siete7x, RJMrLA — Who Can I?
«Who Can I?» — Siete7x, RJMrLA. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:43. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
