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• Artiste: Audrey Nuna
• Titre: Nothing Feels The Same
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Ri-riding your Bentayga blue, if that means you'll love- Rid-Riding your Bentayga blue Bam, bam, shot you down All this shit don't hits the ground Propping up that webbie cam Play me like Sinatra jam Bam, bam, Jackie Chan I just sing don't do no dance I just shit don't hit no brands I'm gettin' buff from heavy plans Oh, oh I can't really lie, nothing feels the same Oh, oh I can't really lie, nothing feels the same Bam, bam, open soup Flies, fuck 'em, Cockatoo Hiding out in Amsterdam Realize by the chopper grounds Bang, bang, what it do? Guess I'm just so fucking cool Riding your Bentayga Blue If that means you'll love me too Bang, bang, don't you move Before they tell you what thеy tell you off the roof 2018 I was making no plans 2019 I was taking a chance Jig so high, and thе skies stay yellow Blue grass, I was smokin' that jello Oh, oh, I can't really lie, nothing feels the same Oh, oh, I can't really lie, nothing feels the same (I can't, I can't, I can't lie) Oh, oh, I can't really lie, nothing feels the same (I can't, I can't, I can't lie, I can't lie) Oh, oh, I can't really lie, nothing feels the same (I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't lie, I can't lie) (I do, I do, I do) I can't really lie, nothing feels the same (Nothing feels the same, nothing feels the same) I can't really lie, nothing feels the same I can't, I can't really lie, nothing feels the same (Nothing feels the same) I can't really lie, nothing feels the same Riding your Bentayga blue If that means you'll love me too Your Bentayga Blue If that means you'll love me Riding, riding your Bentayga blue If that means you'll love me too Your Bentayga Blue If that means you'll love me (Ok) (Ok, ok, ok) Marry for visa and his wifey does his PayPal Now they going steady after visa and the PayPal, yeah Yeah, I guess I'm petty Yeah, yeah, I guess I'm petty We were co-dependent Yeah, I guess I'm petty We were co-dependent You wanna dip already? Can't get Kenny on the phone Till I'm coping like Monet God, just give my ass a break Heart is burning from the stake out Baby throw a bone Yeah, I'm working everyday I be working like too late I been living off the takeout