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Testo No Doubt - Barretta

Testo della canzone No Doubt (Barretta), tratta dall'album Rebettal 2 - EP

She wanna leave, but I told her to wait
I can't make her decisions
Fuck
I cry alone long rode is wind and The Black Truck is tinted
Yea the problem is focused I stutter
I can't solve it I call up my mother
Chop it up always keeping it subtle
My first glance I had fallen in love with you
Causing a storm, stepping in my own puddles
Said I had fallen but keeping Rebettal
Bae I know somethings wrong
Yea I'm hearing the snuffles
We together in this I must comfort you
You feel muffled inside and you can't even lie
But I know it's that time of the month
Stop the stressing asylum I count up these dollars
I'm finna go roll up this blunt
Faith is with god I ain't picking no sides
Mane you niggas be trying your luck
A quick scan and I see out the succubus
Man this time I'm on time you ain't fucking me
Try new skills know I'm above em
Hear the sounds in the club and we jump ha
I'm tryna get you up outta here
You needa taste of the sun
We going fast in the race moving turbo a slug
Don't gotta say it but they wanna hear it
I told you I'm proud of you nigga
I hold it down for the gang we gon make it
And I never doubted you nigga
They got feds and they want me to rat
And I told them I'll never vote out on a nigga
I'm not gon die by that pussy ass nigga
See my grave and said I'm gon dig it
Woa, Woa
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Bad bitch
She wanna leave, but I told her to wait
I can't make her decisions
Wait Fuck
I cry alone long rode is wind and The Black Truck is tinted
Yea the problem is focused I stutter
I can't solve it I call up my mother
Chop it up always keeping it subtle
My first glance I had fallen in love with you
Causing a storm, stepping in my own puddles
Said I had fallen but keeping Rebettal
Bae I know somethings wrong
Yea I'm hearing the snuffles
We together in this I must comfort you
You feel muffled inside and you can't even lie
But I know it's that time of the month
Stop the stressing asylum I count up these dollars
I'm finna go roll up this blunt
Faith is with god I ain't picking no sides
Mane you niggas be trying your luck
A quick scan and I see out the succubus
Man this time I'm on time you ain't fucking me
Try new skills know I'm above em
Hear the sounds in the club and we jump ha
I'm tryna get you up outta here
You needa taste of the sun
We going fast in the race moving turbo a slug
Don't gotta say it but they wanna hear it
I told you I'm proud of you nigga
I hold it down for the gang we gon make it
And I never doubted you nigga
They got feds and they want me to rat
And I told them I'll never vote out on a nigga
I love you my heart



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