Correction Paroles Seasons Change par Fabolous

Featuring(s) : Tory Lanez

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Renegade, Renegade

Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her (Yeah)
She ain't fuckin' with no lame (She don't fuck)
She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh (Hey)
I'm tryna see if it's the same with her
Tryna see if it's the same, ooh (Oh yeah)
Tryna see if it's the same with her, yeah (Oh-oh)
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh (Oh yeah)
Just tryna see if it's the same with her, hey (Oh-oh)
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh
Just tryna see if it's the same with her, hey
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh
Just tryna see if it's the same with her

The reasons change like seasons change, yeah
If money talks then please explain, yeah
It's more than words that we exchange, yeah
You wanna ride it can be arranged, yeah
That thing wetter than Key Biscayne, yeah
I done live her like a piece of chain
I came through drippin' like she's a drain
And I'm drippin' in ice, like freezin' rain, yeah
Busy tonight ain't gotta work tomorrow (Work tomorrow)
Come take it easy you've been workin' hard (Workin' hard)
What if I said you ain't gotta twerk at bars?
You could quit tonight and call your boss and [?] 'em all
Would it still be the same with her?
You know it's hard to get her back once the game get her
Have to hustle, trips and watches to the swag
Got a shout out to the single ladies faithful to that bag
Tory what we doin'?

Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her (Yeah)
She ain't fuckin' with no lame (She don't fuck)
She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh (Hey)
I'm tryna see if it's the same with her
Tryna see if it's the same, ooh (Oh yeah)
Tryna see if it's the same with her, yeah (Oh-oh)
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh (Oh yeah)
Just tryna see if it's the same with her, hey (Oh-oh)
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh
Just tryna see if it's the same with her, hey
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh
Just tryna see if it's the same with her

They was cuffin' all winter now single in the summer
Everybody boo'd up, they was singin' in the summer
I ain't goin' back and forth with you niggas in the summer
Got me in my feelings like Shiggy in the summer
I found out Kiki didn't love me, she ain't been ridin'
She just been hidin', sprinter the door, slidin'
That's how she broke into her other dude
And now her other see her with another dude
And her other dude cool with her another dude
I won't even talk about the other other dude (Other dude)
This some "she's gotta have it" shit
Some [?] Thanksgiving, savage shit
Some Russell Westbrook, triple double, average shit
But for me to give a shit I gotta have the shit (Have the shit)
Thought I had you but I had to learn
I ain't had you, I just had my turn, yeah

Cruisin' down on Biscayne with her (Yeah)
She ain't fuckin' with no lame (She don't fuck)
She let me fuck her in the summer, ooh (Hey)
I'm tryna see if it's the same with her
Tryna see if it's the same, ooh (Oh yeah)
Tryna see if it's the same with her, yeah (Oh-oh)
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh (Oh yeah)
Just tryna see if it's the same with her, hey (Oh-oh)
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh
Just tryna see if it's the same with her, hey
Just tryna see if it's the same, ooh
Just tryna see if it's the same with her

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