Gossip Columns歌词
歌手：Marc E. Bassy 专辑：Gossip Columns
作词 : Marc Griffin/Bobby Brackins/James Alex Hau/William Mosgrove
作曲 : Marc Griffin/Bobby Brackins/James Alex Hau/William Mosgrove
I don't even wanna ******, she don't even wanna trust
She gon' have to see the dollars
She gon' have to see the bus
The second that I bust
I'ma leave her in the dust, yeah
She'll go tell her friends how real it was, oh
She don't love me for the love
She just love me for the plug
Tell her, if she bring a friend
She can do my drugs
I know you can tell, baby, come choose up, yeah
She'll go tell her friends how real it was, oh
Baby girl, I can read your problems
In the back of the gossip columns
Whisper to me, but, don't tell a soul no
But we know that everybody knows
Baby girl don't know what's real
She just know I ****** the bill
Flying out to Ocean Drive
Hit the club all off a pill
They did think I was snitch
That's the way I'm like a ******
I love telling all the homies
All the freaky ******t we did
Can't believe this ******t, she just wanna pic
Belly think she's lit, she just want the plug
Girl, get on his ******, that should be enough
For your freaky ass, we gon' hit the tub
Give that ass a bath all that ****** you suck
Been a freak since you was young
Been in trouble with your mom
That's the type I like
I'ma mow your lawn, I'ma make you cum
Over, over, like mama ain't home
Is it real or is it silicone
I don't know, I'ma find out soon
I'm gonna find out soon, yes I will
How you gon' keep it real, never keep it real
Never seen a bill
Flies your ass first class before I copped the feel
All my faith still, kicked out asses to the curb
I don't care 'bout who you know
That namedropping get on my nerve
Baby, can you keep a secret
Ain't no need to tell your girls
All your friends just kind of fine
And after you, I'm to your girls
Oh my gosh, I'm so with this ******t
I hope you with this ******t
Girl, I'm bent I'm coming over there
To do some freaky ******t, oh yes, I will
Baby girl, I can read your problems
In the back of the gossip columns
Whisper to me, but, don't tell a soul, no
But we know that everybody knows
Baby girl, I can read your problems
In the back of the gossip columns
Whisper to me, but don't tell a soul, no
But we know that everybody knows
Whisper to me, don't you tell nobody
Don't you tell nobody
Yeah, nobody has to know
作曲 : Marc Griffin/Bobby Brackins/James Alex Hau/William Mosgrove
I don't even wanna ******, she don't even wanna trust
She gon' have to see the dollars
She gon' have to see the bus
The second that I bust
I'ma leave her in the dust, yeah
She'll go tell her friends how real it was, oh
She don't love me for the love
She just love me for the plug
Tell her, if she bring a friend
She can do my drugs
I know you can tell, baby, come choose up, yeah
She'll go tell her friends how real it was, oh
Baby girl, I can read your problems
In the back of the gossip columns
Whisper to me, but, don't tell a soul no
But we know that everybody knows
Baby girl don't know what's real
She just know I ****** the bill
Flying out to Ocean Drive
Hit the club all off a pill
They did think I was snitch
That's the way I'm like a ******
I love telling all the homies
All the freaky ******t we did
Can't believe this ******t, she just wanna pic
Belly think she's lit, she just want the plug
Girl, get on his ******, that should be enough
For your freaky ass, we gon' hit the tub
Give that ass a bath all that ****** you suck
Been a freak since you was young
Been in trouble with your mom
That's the type I like
I'ma mow your lawn, I'ma make you cum
Over, over, like mama ain't home
Is it real or is it silicone
I don't know, I'ma find out soon
I'm gonna find out soon, yes I will
How you gon' keep it real, never keep it real
Never seen a bill
Flies your ass first class before I copped the feel
All my faith still, kicked out asses to the curb
I don't care 'bout who you know
That namedropping get on my nerve
Baby, can you keep a secret
Ain't no need to tell your girls
All your friends just kind of fine
And after you, I'm to your girls
Oh my gosh, I'm so with this ******t
I hope you with this ******t
Girl, I'm bent I'm coming over there
To do some freaky ******t, oh yes, I will
Baby girl, I can read your problems
In the back of the gossip columns
Whisper to me, but, don't tell a soul, no
But we know that everybody knows
Baby girl, I can read your problems
In the back of the gossip columns
Whisper to me, but don't tell a soul, no
But we know that everybody knows
Whisper to me, don't you tell nobody
Don't you tell nobody
Yeah, nobody has to know
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