Testo En été - Pi’erre Bourne
Testo della canzone En été (Pi’erre Bourne), tratta dall'album Made In Paris
You got to go
You need to go
You got to go
You got to go
You got to go (Yeah, yeah)
You got to go (Yeah, yeah)
You got to go (Yeah, yeah)
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Go (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, gotta go hard in the paint, Waka Flocka Flame
Uh, Queens gettin' the money, charge it to my name
Uh, played my cards right, now I'm starting to gain
Uh, I was on the benches prayin' for a way
Uh, thought you get the money and problems go away
Uh, every beat a classic like a Boosie fade
Uh, said she want my wood like I'm Duraflame
In the summer she comin' to Florida like a hurricane, uh
Uh, Uber all your love in a heartbeat, uh
Say she love the dog like I'm Marley
Hit her line for some head like a marquee
Yeah, still tryna cop some shit like Lori Harvey
Uh, yeah, I wonder where my future lies
Uh, kush charge me up like my computer died
Uh, I can't fail this shit like it's coolie high
Uh, pull up to L'ermitage, we in Five-Oh-Five
Uh, gotta go hard in the paint, Waka Flocka Flame
Uh, Queens gettin' the money, charge it to my name
Uh, played my cards right, now I'm starting to gain
Uh, I was on the benches prayin' for a way
Uh, thought you get the money and problems go away
Uh, every beat a classic like a Boosie fade
Uh, said she want my wood like I'm Duraflame
In the summer she comin' to Florida like a hurricane
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Need doses of your love like a medicine
Uh, I got old money, I can't stress the end
They keep saying she bad news, like it's CNN
Uh, I been goin' through it like this a test again
Uh, swear these niggas faker than some wrestling
Huh, miss you every time you on my bed again
Huh, that's why I'm never home to feel your presence then
Uh, gotta go hard in the paint, Waka Flocka Flame
Uh, Queens gettin' the money, charge it to my name
Uh, played my cards right, now I'm starting to gain
Uh, I was on the benches prayin' for a way
Uh, thought you get the money and problems go away
Uh, every beat a classic like a Boosie fade
Uh, said she want my wood like I'm Duraflame
In the summer she comin' to Florida like a hurricane
(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
You got to go
You need to go
You got to go (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
You got to go
You got to go
You need to go (Go)
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