Testo Lovesick - Madara Beatz Remix - RAY BLK feat. Ivorian Doll & Madara Beatz
Testo della canzone Lovesick - Madara Beatz Remix (RAY BLK feat. Ivorian Doll & Madara Beatz), tratta dall'album Lovesick (Madara Beatz Remix)
It's Madara Beatz
You'll regret the day that you loved me
"This'll be the last time", you told me that last time
You was done bringin' home stress to me
Ain't nothin' to talk about, I'm talkin' now
Tryin' not to curse you out, I'm walkin' out
I might pull up in somethin' vicious
Remind you of just what you missin', yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Make you so sick, might need prescription
My wrist glow cost me double digits, woke up a fuckin' villain
Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold
I just froze off my wrist 'cause my heart's cold
You dug your hole, God rest your soul (IV)
Love him then leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold, I just...
You are not that guy
I'm not gonna lie, my heart pumps ice, it froze
Lover boy, don't cry
No, don't ask me why cah I just say "I don't know"
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, wait
Me run a man down? Better know your place
You chase me while I'm chasin' papes
Rubik's Cube, get a man replaced with a wave
Oh, shit, that's a puzzle
You be confused, boy, you all in a muddle
In love with me, I'm in love with the hustle
My money, it doubles, my skin lookin' supple, you want it
Exotic, I like men like I like whips, foreign
If it's wrong, then this your problem
'Cause like NSG, I got options
Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold (ayy)
I just froze off my wrist 'cause my heart's cold (ayy)
You dug your hole, God rest your soul
Love him then leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold, I just...
L-O-L, I'm laughin' when he leavin' me (LOL)
Feelin' like Rihanna cah you needed me (bitch)
My new ting sittin' to the left of me (yeah)
Fuckin' on your friend and he a prodigy (uh)
I might put you on the benches (ah)
Let a big baller come get this (ah)
I might put you in the trenches (hmm)
I might...
Balenciaga with the 'fit (drip)
Pull up, foreign with the whip (brrt)
Catch you slippin' wit' your bitch
Hop out, skrrt and push her wig
Hope she packin' on her hip
They-they ain't fuckin' with the kid (no way)
If you play, you don't forget
I ain't Jesus, don't forgive
I might pull up with the stick
I might just, I might just, I might just...
Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold (oh)
I just froze off my wrist 'cause my heart's cold
You dug your hole, God rest your soul (God rest your soul)
Love him then leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold, I just...
Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold (I leave him)
I just froze off my wrist 'cause my heart's cold (my wrist, my wrist, my wrist, my wrist)
You dug your hole, God rest your soul (God rest your soul)
Love him then leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold, I just...
Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold (cold)
I just froze off my wrist 'cause my heart's cold
You dug your hole, God rest your soul (God rest your soul)
Love him then leave him lovesick cause my heart's ice-cold, I just... (Yeah)
Leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold (I leave him)
I just froze off my wrist 'cause my heart's cold (my wrist, my wrist, my wrist, my wrist)
You dug your hole, God rest your soul (God rest your soul)
Love him then leave him lovesick 'cause my heart's ice-cold, I just...
It's Madara Beatz
Credits
Writer(s): Nana Rogues, Rita Ifiok Ekwere, Antoine Norwood
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