Correction Paroles Wakandaa_’s Calling par 3T | Trevor

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Play Alina Baraz to make the mood nice
Although you're far from perfect, there's a couple things you do right
Then I think bout traveling, destination, calling you wife
Too, good to be true right?
Well, you can tell that I want ya
Let me take my shirt off
And make you moan chikaranga
Put you in sex positions you ain't heard of
Let's, try this one called murdah
Girl, come through, lets murdah
They gon, lock me up for murder
Coz I, killed your cat on purpose
Hol'up, free that hot boy, Shmurda
They should free my n***a Bobby
I blame it on the pigment and how unfair all the cops be
A white boy killed in church got better treatment
I'm like how? Clearly, he had a worser demon
Heard the news with all my n***as, I was like, is this a joke?
Coz I'm pretty sure taking a life is worse than selling coke
And he took 8, they got him food, if he was black, they'd lack those manners
Yet they deny Bobby bail so he's still locked up in the slammer
But I was thinking bout it right now
Him & I are both in cells
Different prisons, you see, mine is called the friend zone
But, you can't see the bigger picture coz your lens wrong
Yeah, can't wait till I bring a Benz home
And you can my the pa**enger, yeah
But meanwhile in Africa, there's a ma**acre
I'm f**king all these rappers up
And when I get the throne
I'll go back where I belong
Like, "Hey, Honey I'm home"

Let's turn up, bullsh*t don't concern us
When you're silent, furnace
Your cold shoulder's my hell
Just in case you can't tell
Yeah, but f**k it I'ma sweat and earn ya
Baby let me learn ya, hold up
Switch things up and turn your
Life around
Let's go, buy the town
Do you, like the sound, of that?

Coz I, do, I do
I'll write a sonnet on your body, last dude haiku-ed
I'll eat that cat like I'm Asian, when you've had a bad day
That bar gon have my fans say, "3T you so nasty"
Haha, well, I am, guilty
Way past dirty minded, I'm filthy
It's a judgment free space here, so feel free
To do you, and do me too, if you don't mind
Yeah and go down on my when I need a peace of mind
Or not, we could just chill, coz sex isn't the point
It's just easier to rap about, you know what's hard to rap about?
Feelings and how their creeping up at such a ma** amount
And how you make my mind sleep, and my heart jump and dance around
Or should I say made, past tense
Coz we don't talk no more and I don't know what happened
But I won't ask no questions, I'll just go with the flow, although it's killing me
When I think about the good times, starring at the ceiling we
Starred at bumping Frank Ocean, while things were done
Let's admit though, things were fun, had me thinking she's the one
Till you started acting iffy, and I had to hit the brakes
Before it was too late but I low key was too late
Coz I think about you way way waaaay more than I should
And we ain't cool right now but I just hope one day we're gon be good
The girl, the girl, the girl, had an impact on the boy
Won't let my feelings be toys, but

You can tell that I want ya
Bullsh*t don't concern us
When you're silent, furnace
Your cold shoulder's my hell
Just in case you can't tell
Yeah, but f**k it I'ma sweat and earn ya
Baby let me learn ya, hold up
Switch things up and turn your
Life around
Let's go, buy the town
I, hit your phone up darling
Pick it up and answer
Girl Wakanda's calling
We should watch Black Panther

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