Testo Mine - Jucee Froot
Testo della canzone Mine (Jucee Froot), tratta dall'album P-Valley: Season 1 (Music From the Original TV Series)
Yeah
Say you mines forever
Say you mines forever
Bitch, you mines forever
What if I had some feelings for you, but I ain't know how to admit it?
What if I told you that I love you, but I love lil' different?
How could you hold that against me? Now you say I'm aggressive
Lil' over-possessive, bitch, you mines forever
That's why I'm showin' you
You don't understand the fact of what I'm goin' through
I'm tryna make it out these streets 'cause they'll haunt you
My mama told me, "Boy, these streets got nothin' for you"
Yeah, bitch, I'm stayin' down
I had to get it on my own 'cause I'm a man now
Stand up in they chest and make them pussy niggas stand down
In Mississippi, boy, them niggas run up on you (Pop)
I'm on a mission just to get this shit by any means
Motherfuck them pussy niggas, bitches don't mean a thing
Can't come to trenches, late night, some dope on the bike
I'm just tryna do right, got too much pain in my life
And I'm just tryna do right, that's why I pray every night
Don't give a fuck if I'm wrong, don't give a fuck if you right
You comin' home tonight
Don't give a fuck if I'm wrong, don't give a fuck if you right
What if I had some feelings for you, but I ain't know how to admit it?
What if I told you that I love you, but I love lil' different?
How could you hold that against me? Now you say I'm aggressive
Lil' over-possessive, bitch, you mines forever
That's why I'm showin' you
You don't understand the fact of what I'm goin' through
I'm tryna make it out these streets 'cause they'll haunt you
My mama told me, "Boy, these streets got nothin' for you"
Cookin' crack on grandma's stove, you don't know what that like
Drop that white girl in that bowl and beat that bitch like Ike
I was really standin' on that curb trappin' all night
Reminiscin' 'bout that pink cloud, let's go to paradise
Just put your trust in me, baby girl, we gon' be aight
It ain't no cappin' in my rap, I'm talkin' real life
Let them pussy niggas hate 'cause they just come with paper
Smokin' purple, gold sativa, got me feelin' like a Laker
What if I had some feelings for you, but I ain't know how to admit it?
What if I told you that I love you, but I love lil' different?
How could you hold that against me? Now you say I'm aggressive
Lil' over-possessive, bitch, you mines forever
That's why I'm showin' you
You don't understand the fact of what I'm goin' through
I'm tryna make it out these streets 'cause they'll haunt you
My mama told me, "Boy, these streets got nothin' for you"
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Writer(s): Taylor Swift
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