CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Side b*tch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She understands me, she knows me, yo
Yeah, yo
I said, "Honestly, the truth is, I’m no good"
But she understands me, she knows that
I’m in the middle of the streets and it’s no good
You know I deal with a lot as a grown man
You know when we’re in the sheets, it feels so good
She light the candles and switch on the slow jams
My baby said she want a romance, a road man
She make a n***a wanna switch up the program
You know, hold hands
Slow dance, cold champs, no pants
Nice meal, sounds good but I’m on my grind still
My n***a told me that he needs five bills
I said (n***a, I don’t even need five mil)
‘Cause I need ten M’s, baby, that’s eight figures
That’s why I’m so in love wit’ your eight figure
That’s why I gotta leave when the cake hit up
That’s why I ain’t pick up
Cah we already been through this before
Keep telling me to leave, girl, then I’m gonna walk through the door
They say, "There’s a thin line between love and hate", mi amor
And I think I understand now cah this sh*t feel like a war
You know what it’s like to just to deal with the raw?
Pyrex broke, lost a four in the door
You ever count ten bags four times ‘cause a hundred was short?
Now I gotta count every time ‘cause a hundred was short
One mash, put my brothers under the court
One M, put my n***as under the jail
And trust me, they ain’t getting love from a girl
‘Cause one mistake and you’re done in my world (In my world)
She understands me, she knows me, yo
Yeah, yo
I said, "Honestly, the truth is, I’m no good"
But she understands me, she knows that
I’m in the middle of the streets and it’s no good
You know I deal with a lot as a grown man
You know when we’re in the sheets, it feels so good
She light the candles and switch on the slow jams
My baby said she want a romance, a road man
She make a n***a wanna switch up the program
You know, hold hands
Slow dance, cold champs, no pants
Nice meal, sounds good but I’m on my grind still
My n***a told me that he needs five bills
I said (n***a, I don’t even need five mil)
‘Cause I need ten M’s, baby, that’s eight figures
That’s why I’m so in love wit’ your eight figure
That’s why I gotta leave when the cake hit up
That’s why I ain’t pick up
Cah we already been through this before
Keep telling me to leave, girl, then I’m gonna walk through the door
They say, "There’s a thin line between love and hate", mi amor
And I think I understand now cah this sh*t feel like a war
You know what it’s like to just to deal with the raw?
Pyrex broke, lost a four in the door
You ever count ten bags four times ‘cause a hundred was short?
Now I gotta count every time ‘cause a hundred was short
One mash, put my brothers under the court
One M, put my n***as under the jail
And trust me, they ain’t getting love from a girl
‘Cause one mistake and you’re done in my world (In my world)
