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• Artiste: slowthai
• Titre: Call My Own
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Princess, know you're an empress Tryna catch your interest Show you that I'm interested Money and my time both invested Infrared ting when we connecting Wag wan pudding, wanna do things I wouldn't, doing things you shouldn't Grab you by your mmm, what's good good looking? Grab you by your bosoms and say 'sorry' cause I shouldn't Excuse me madam you don't know me from Adam I'm the captain of the ship and baby you can be my passion Good sex, symptoms of love in the moments We lipsync, fixated, while you're taking pictures Buy you flowers, pissing in the wind Turn on the sprinklers then you haven't caught my drift yet Moments could be picturesque, you could be my Mrs I'm busy chasing queen heads, motivated infant Tryna take everything that I own I never had nothing I could call my own Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on... Tryna take everything that I own I never had nothing I could call my own Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on... Brothers, no one knows me better Your not any other brudda, your my bruddas till we dead off Never had no judgment, love you till your fed up Focus on cheddar, [?] nothing lesser Got the pew pew Matching gloves, they leather Ralph Lauren shoes too, Hydraulic press No pressure, extraordinary measures Designer bags on our backs Miles your dog was on crow, you can blame me for that Why's my dolls up in my smoke with my bros in my pad? Lewis pulled me out the whole and I ain't coming back It's been time since we smoked, but I got plenty room on my back Tryna take everything that I own I never had nothing I could call my own Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on... Tryna take everything that I own I never had nothing I could call my own Coin in a wishing well I keep on throwing I keep on throwing, I keep on throwing, I keep on... Never had nothing I could call my own Never had nothing I could call my own Never had nothing I could call my own Brr, Kwesington the 1st baby