CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Ring Pop
[Chorus: Matt Watson]
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
[Verse 1: Matt Watson]
I'm hеr ring pop when she need one
Shе ridin' with me like a Nissan
Squeezin’ on me like Capri-Sun
And she climbin’ on me like a tree trunk
You keep asking me if I've had enough
But I’m out of this world, Andromeda
I ain’t had enough, I ain’t had enough, I ain’t had enough
Wake up on the weekend
When the sun's peeking through my windows, huh
I can take you to Hollywood
We can go shopping at Vivienne Westwood, uh huh
We can go to the beach or the woods, yeah
Or we can go to museums or Six Flags
Or we could stay at home
Watching DVDs on TV
Order food and kick back
[Verse 2: Father]
My bit' want bundles and Prada
Can’t get caught in no Hyundai Sonata
SLS, I can’t do ramada
All in yo lobby, I bought an armada
Walk in like a fuckin' Sicario
I could make a Reina out of a sorry hoe
I could make it rain all over mi barrio
I could make two girls some poly hoes
[Bridge: Father]
Okay, y'all kiss
I been doing this since the six
Pull up, girl, gimme brain
Tell niggas secrets when she lit
Point 'em out baby, who a lick
Bitch, get the Glick, we 'bout to hit
Lemme tape the brick to ya ribs
Shower her with gifts n 'couple kids
Nigga feel like Pac in this bitch
Hit the crib, got 'roc in the fridge
‘Bout to put some wock in it bitch
Get to Milly rockin' and shit
Feel like Neptunes, I got the Clipse
Feel like VA I got some clips
Fuck the DA, bitch a piece of shit
Free Slime out the fucking pit
[Refrain: Father]
Pole on my hip, squeeze it, grip
Nigga come up off yo shit
Hands look like dis
So my bitch can look like this
Pants off my ass, past my calves
How heavy all these racks
Bitch with all this ass
I do whatever the fuck she ask
[Chorus: Matt Watson]
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
[Verse 1: Matt Watson]
I'm hеr ring pop when she need one
Shе ridin' with me like a Nissan
Squeezin’ on me like Capri-Sun
And she climbin’ on me like a tree trunk
You keep asking me if I've had enough
But I’m out of this world, Andromeda
I ain’t had enough, I ain’t had enough, I ain’t had enough
Wake up on the weekend
When the sun's peeking through my windows, huh
I can take you to Hollywood
We can go shopping at Vivienne Westwood, uh huh
We can go to the beach or the woods, yeah
Or we can go to museums or Six Flags
Or we could stay at home
Watching DVDs on TV
Order food and kick back
[Verse 2: Father]
My bit' want bundles and Prada
Can’t get caught in no Hyundai Sonata
SLS, I can’t do ramada
All in yo lobby, I bought an armada
Walk in like a fuckin' Sicario
I could make a Reina out of a sorry hoe
I could make it rain all over mi barrio
I could make two girls some poly hoes
[Bridge: Father]
Okay, y'all kiss
I been doing this since the six
Pull up, girl, gimme brain
Tell niggas secrets when she lit
Point 'em out baby, who a lick
Bitch, get the Glick, we 'bout to hit
Lemme tape the brick to ya ribs
Shower her with gifts n 'couple kids
Nigga feel like Pac in this bitch
Hit the crib, got 'roc in the fridge
‘Bout to put some wock in it bitch
Get to Milly rockin' and shit
Feel like Neptunes, I got the Clipse
Feel like VA I got some clips
Fuck the DA, bitch a piece of shit
Free Slime out the fucking pit
[Refrain: Father]
Pole on my hip, squeeze it, grip
Nigga come up off yo shit
Hands look like dis
So my bitch can look like this
Pants off my ass, past my calves
How heavy all these racks
Bitch with all this ass
I do whatever the fuck she ask
[Chorus: Matt Watson]
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
Don’t see me for a week, give me little thought
Need you when I am weak and when I am not
I got visions in extra dimensions, got your picture in all of my mentions
Gimme time to explain how I feel, I'm feelin’ somethin’ that is really real
You got me stuck in a chokehold, Swear I won’t let you go
