Testo COCONOT - YOUHA
Testo della canzone COCONOT (YOUHA), tratta dall'album pasado
Taking all my dreams
I gained fame, multivision
Taking all my dreams
I gained fame, motivation
Taking all my dreams
I gained fame, multivision
Taking all my dreams
I gained fame, motivation
Step up, step up, get up more
Step up, I'll lift you up-up-up
Wake up, wake up, get up more
Wake up, I'll bring you up-up-up
Umm, no
I said felt like don't wanna say
Won't tell you more
I won't lie
Let's make you elevate
Throw it away, take it away
Throw it away, take it away
They must believe ya
And I'm here for your pain
Make up-up
While I get stuff-stuff
No doubt-doubt
Gather here to pray down
Tell her-her
Drawing up your heart-heart
No doubt-doubt
Gather here to pray down
Hey, bitches
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, God's starving
Do you wanna diss on us?
Why are you killing trust?
Why you acting real
But be like you don't fuck with us?
Going down a hundred roads
Taking hits and stacking dough
Falling deeper down the hole
Life is getting kinda rough
Yeah, wanna drop it
Like the rising sun
I will make you better
Like a steady son
I will keep you looking
I'ma drop that sun, son
Ain't no turning back
The race has just begun
We're going turbo
Forever lovers
Bigger plans
I got you standing under shadows
Thick of it, silence
Isn't it special?
I know
Sleep, deep sleep
Body, let go
Make up-up
While I get stuff-stuff
No doubt-doubt
Gather here to pray down
Tell her-her
Drawing up your heart-heart
No doubt-doubt
Gather here to pray down
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, God's starving
Swimming with the fins, with the fins, yeah
Spending all my wins, all my wins, yeah
Let me get a taste on a starry night
Motor running, feeling every sound
So fuckin' get right
Get what I want
Yeah, what I want
Rumble the earth
Ramble with the sun
It's alive
I got ice in the dice
Every night, oh my God
We stay high-high
Popping like the bass
Eager heights
Talking so loud-loud
Barking like a bow-wow
Shut up when I say
Hey you, hey you
See you
What's your reason for that loud mouth?
Plug me through a double key
And that's right-right
Just hold on tight
I'll go wee-oh da-da
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harris got sliced
Blood's sweet like coconut
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, mandarin
Harry's picky-pickle
Like mandarin, God's starving
Boy, I'm gonna make him mine
I'm gonna make him mine
Boy, I'm gonna make him mine
I'm gonna make him mine
Tell 'em, boy
I'm gonna make him mine
I'm gonna make him mine
Boy, I'm gonna make him mine
Blue jeans, white Supreme
Baby, that's what I need
No-no-no weed, LSD
Your love is cocaine
E.T., connect with me
Electronic sex machine
Get the fuck up
Get the fuck up
Straight up, roll up
Pour up, eyes up
And open spaces
Let the stories spill out
Straight up, roll up
Pour up, eyes up
And open spaces
This is our vision
Credits
Writer(s): Minit, Luzhura, Youha, Will Not Fear, Malaga
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