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• Artiste: DC The Don
• Titre: Hate Being Lonely
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Tell me when you need and when you want me You too drunk, now you hate bein' lonely I got what you need and, bae, it's on me I pull up, I got some more drank on me I'm goin' up tonight, I roll a blunt on my doley I caught a flight out of town, you know the city can't hold me Tryna catch me in baggage claim, I'm out of reach and I'm rollin' But when I get situated, I hit your phone, and you only Send a text, where you at? I need you here right now, baby, that's my shit She on the AUX and she playin' my song, screamin', "That's my shit" You can turn that shit up as loud as you tryna hear it, that's my whip I woke up in some brand-new Ricks Throw the AC on and hotbox my whip (Ooh) In my head, I'm out of town, I'm too gone If you really don't fuck with me, thеn why you peepin' what I'm on? (Ooh) All you ever wanted was somе honesty, but honestly, I'm not home So don't be wastin' your time, keep on knockin' at the door for me, baby Tell me when you need and when you want me You too drunk, now you hate bein' lonely I got what you need and, shawty, it's on me I pull up, I got some more drank on me Face it, no chasin' In New York and the lights goin' crazy Better talk to me nice 'cause I don't like when you speak too loud, you be goin' wild, too brazy Like, baby I can't hear you, girl, I'm way too faded I got grown-man bills now, made at least a hundred K but I'm a nineties baby Yeah, that's why I hit you on the flip now, 'cause I be busy makin' history, this shit too wavy In the studio, shit goin' crazy Roll a blunt or roll ten, I'm lazy Tell me when you need and when you want me You too drunk, now you hate bein' lonely I got what you need and, shawty, it's on me I pull up, I got some more drank on me Face it, no chasin' You got me waitin' on your shit, I hate it Tell me when you need and when you want me You too drunk, now you hate bein' lonely