Testo I Don't Know - Krept & Konan feat. Rebecca Garton
Testo della canzone I Don't Know (Krept & Konan feat. Rebecca Garton), tratta dall'album The Long Way Home
Why you still fuckin' with them hood niggas
When you know at home you got a good nigga?
And I just don't know, don't know
And I just don't know, don't know why
Why you still fuckin' with them hood niggas
When you know at home you got a good nigga?
And I just don't know, don't know
And I just don't know, don't know
Why you would give it all away
Just for fifteen minutes of fame?
Why would you trade a star for a candle?
I don't know
And I just don't know, don't know why
And I just don't know, don't know why
And I just don't know
I need a back rub, bring you backstage
Make you back it up to your back, bruv
Bring you back home, make your back go
Put it back in, bring it back slow
Do it bareback for the backstroke
Let me kick back while I back patrol
When I back it out, bring you back around
Can't back your talk, you be backing down
I'm back (Back, back)
Said a good nigga's too boring
I might fly you out when I'm touring
Bring you back home in the morning
Used to be a good girl but she changed on me
You know that same story
Yeah, that same story
When you love him, he hurts you so you leave him
Then he proves he deserves you, you forgive him
'Cause you love him, you take him back and you let it slide
He gets comfy and hurts you for a second time
Now your heart's broke and you're saying that you hate men
So to forget about him, you partying with your main friends
Bring you good guys but keep pushing them all away
'Cause you angry now, you think men are all the same
I swear
Why you still fuckin' with them hood niggas
When you know at home you got a good nigga?
And I just don't know, don't know
And I just don't know, don't know why
Why you still fuckin' with them hood niggas
When you know at home you got a good nigga?
And I just don't know, don't know
And I just don't know, don't know
Why you would give it all away
Just for fifteen minutes of fame?
Why would you trade a star for a candle?
I don't know
And I just don't know, don't know why
And I just don't know, don't know why
And I just don't know
Started off with a follow
Preeing on the lowkey
Liking all your pictures
Side eye emoji
DMs turned to WhatsApp
WhatsApp to FaceTime
My hands on your waistline
'Cause I ain't tryna waste time
And her boyfriend don't condone it
But I love it when she roll it
She tells me all their problems
But I'm bad news and she knows it
And her friends keep on warning her and she know they're right
But it's too late 'cause she caught up, yeah, you know the type
Says he's busy but you know it's lies
Two ticks but there's no reply
Loves him but she wants me
They have an argument and she phones me crying
All that rosé she's drinking ain't making it better
If she waiting for me to settle down, she'll be waiting forever
She knows this, she don't say but she hates that I'm better
But every time we make love, she always says that I'm better
Why is it always them bad girls that are good kissers?
Probably why I keep on fucking with these hood bitches
Fucking with them hood bitches
Yeah
Fucking with them hood bitches
Fucking with them hood bitches
Fucking with them hood bitches
Credits
Writer(s): Karl Wilson, Jason Lawrence Blake, Casyo Valentine Johnson, Richard Isong, Ariowa Irosogie
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