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Artiste:
Jim Jones
Titre:
Heart Attack
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I trwat her body like the fast life and ima need my heart back I told her play Rihanna let me beat it up and you can have her if your cash right she party all over in the night in town I think I seen her last night in my Ferrari strolling with the windows down treat her body like the fast life Until she told me slow it down, but im just trynna speed it up I told her play Rihanna let me beat it up And ima need my heart back, the pain is like a heart attack (x2) And ima need my heart back, its feeling like a heart attack (x2) And all of that Now tell me have you seen her My lil ballerina a freak just like Athena With a body like a Trina, she a fucking head turner A thorough bread earner I told her let me hit it like Ike & Tina Turner And She only rock pumps and I ain't talking bout shotties Blood up on her shoes like she caught a fucking body She a bad bitch, couple thousand a bag bitch Love them fast whips, told her name it I crashed it And ima need my heart back, the pain is like a heart attack (x2) And ima need my heart back, its feeling like a heart attack (x2) And all of that I think I seen her on my last flight Going to another party out of town I met her in my past life Jodeci I'm feeling when she not around I hit her body like a crack pipe I think my high is coming down But I'm just tryna speed it up I told her play Rihanna let me beat it up ( Sen city) I seent her on 34th I was riding by in the Porche I woulda gave her a compliment But I'm tied up on the phone shorty arguing Okay.. Okay I cheat, i cheat but she good She ain't ever ever gotta walk a block in the hood She just throw it in the bag with her little pretty ass Red wine in a glass end the night of with a gasp And ima need my heart back, the pain is like a heart attack (x2) And ima need my heart back, its feeling like a heart attack (x2) And all of that