Testo Palm Angel - Eric IV feat. Darkoo
Testo della canzone Palm Angel (Eric IV feat. Darkoo), tratta dall'album Palm Angel
I do what I do 'cause I got no choice
In my hands and the voice
Soon pull up in a Royce
Meet the girl that make noise
I be going mad sometimes
Is it 'cause I sacrifice?
I don't want no bad vibes
I'm in the mood to blow a bag on my bros
Can't be selfish in this life
'Cause I can't do this on my own
I'm just happy I got people with me however it goes
That's why I gotta stay on my toes
Racks on my lap talkin' and complain, yeah
She wanna entertain, yeah
Well, she playin' games, yeah, oh
She's a demon in her Palm Angels
I can tell that she's just unfaithful
She even telling me I can't play you
Tell me what you gonna bring to the table
She's a demon in her Palm Angels
I can tell that she's just unfaithful
She even telling me I can't play you
Tell me what you gonna bring to the table
Tell me what you bring to the table
If you tell me then I won't play
And I won't tell you I'm all clear
I just wanna live life and have fun
I tell you wind it up, cool me down
Yeah, the time is up
Cool me down, yeah, the time is up
You in your zone, you can get enough
Call me on a Monday, Tuesday, you bellin' me
I got the taste for you, taste this remedy
Livin' in her Palm Angels
If you wanna eat it from the table
She's a demon in her Palm Angels
I can tell that she's just unfaithful
She even telling me I can't play you
Tell me what you gonna bring to the table
She's a demon in her Palm Angels
I can tell that she's just unfaithful
She even telling me I can't play you
Tell me what you gonna bring to the table
Right now I don't need no stress
If you can do that, be my guest
Couldn't-couldn't care less about bum or breast
'Cause right now I'm really tryna stack my bread
Never cash me outside 'cause I barely step
If it ain't a cheque then I don't wanna check
Better make sure that you the gang with respect
We don't come to play, we just come to collect
Racks on my lap talkin' and complain, yeah
She wanna entertain, yeah
Well, she playin' games, yeah, oh
She's a demon in her Palm Angels
I can tell that she's just unfaithful
She even telling me I can't play you
Tell me what you gonna bring to the table
She's a demon in her Palm Angels
I can tell that she's just unfaithful
She even telling me I can't play you
Tell me what you gonna bring to the table
Call me on a Monday, Tuesday, you bellin' me
I got the taste for you, taste this remedy
Livin' in her Palm Angels
If you wanna eat it from the table
Call me on a Monday, Tuesday, you bellin' me
I got the taste for you, taste this remedy
Livin' in her Palm Angels
If you wanna eat it from the table
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Writer(s): Eric Wathou Bombolo Muteba
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