Roble Regal - BONJOUR, AU REVOIR - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

BONJOUR, AU REVOIR

Roble Regal

Hour 21

10

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Chorus x1] Bonjour, baby, au revoir - all your problems out the door My pockets deep, got reseveoirs - ask my dogs I got it bruh! [Verse 1] She leaking all that water, ugh Got it on my carpet, nuh Twenty on a rug, got this shit from way up north! Polar bear all on my floor Polar bear all on my floor PETA probably hates me man I got minx, and fox, and baby cat PETA probably hates me land Peter Pan, I never land I've been on a high since... can't remember man! [Chorus x2] [Verse 2] Bad bitch named Athena Goddess booty got me fiending She ain't for the team! Keep it all for me, uh Mia, sorry I ain't call you back I've been busy counting stacks Promise I got dick for you! Just scared it's just too big for you! Beamer, benz or bentley? Meet her by the telly Freak, she super friendly Tell her bring her bestie And they all down, all down! Oh my God, don't fall down Tipsy, and she stumbles Hit me for my number This ain't for the public Sorry, you a peasant I've been in the valley, talking about The Hills Silicon - my family! I'm trying to get these bills About to change the world, I don't care how you feel! [Chorus x4] [Verse 3] Double R in that double R! Shoot in the dark and bust light, like a fucking star! Shoot in the dark and bust light, like a fucking star! Shoot in the dark and bust light, like a fucking star! Like a fucking star, fucking staaar! Ten thousand in a month, that's old news Twenty thousand, one month - that's old news! These niggas so new to the money, so new! They so new! Got me feeling like an old dude! God damn! They so new! These niggas so new, they so new! Sat down, had a talk with my conscience Told me get my head out my pockets Asked me point out where my heart is Truth be told, don't know I lost it! Somewhere in a west end appartment Somewhere in the Rexdale projects! Seen work, seen the worst, seen the bottom! Everybody around me dun lost it - Somewhere in a needle or a bottle I never hit the lottery Three bucks for a vial, see the fiends from miles away I got a bad conscience, soul in denial Heart whispers "stop it" Mind yells "SURVIVAL!" yeah [Chorus x2]
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