CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Replace Me
(Hit-Boy)
N-A-S
Uh, yeah
It get kinda hard to replace me (Kinda hard to)
So don't go lookin' for nobody else
I was keeping my heart there on safety (Heart there on)
But now I'm letting it go until ain't none left (Yeah)
You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic
I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I'll probably ride the times)
I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (Bet I'm living it up)
You love to wine and dine, come be my lady, lady
You can't replace me like a battery, you can't mistake 'em for Nasty
You know my anatomy, you know my body is voodoo probably
Kama Sutra, Mr. Oochie Wally
She hit the woah, I'm in control, I'm in her soul
Sugar daddy sometimes, no sugar coatin' one line when we talk
But she thought she could've found a new guy
That kid alright, but I'm her kryptonite, a different type
Larenz and Nia Long, Love Jones, dippin' on the bike
You growin' into a better woman, it's whatever, we thuggin'
New Prada every season, fifty ball on the budget
If it didn't occur (Huh?), she for me, I'm for her (Running)
Only thing worse than being alone is wishin' you were
N-A-S
Uh, yeah
It get kinda hard to replace me (Kinda hard to)
So don't go lookin' for nobody else
I was keeping my heart there on safety (Heart there on)
But now I'm letting it go until ain't none left (Yeah)
You got a lot to lose, but it's all basic
I'll probably ride the times to prevent a late text (I'll probably ride the times)
I bet I'm living it up while so spacey (Bet I'm living it up)
You love to wine and dine, come be my lady, lady
You can't replace me like a battery, you can't mistake 'em for Nasty
You know my anatomy, you know my body is voodoo probably
Kama Sutra, Mr. Oochie Wally
She hit the woah, I'm in control, I'm in her soul
Sugar daddy sometimes, no sugar coatin' one line when we talk
But she thought she could've found a new guy
That kid alright, but I'm her kryptonite, a different type
Larenz and Nia Long, Love Jones, dippin' on the bike
You growin' into a better woman, it's whatever, we thuggin'
New Prada every season, fifty ball on the budget
If it didn't occur (Huh?), she for me, I'm for her (Running)
Only thing worse than being alone is wishin' you were
