
15 entrées ft. noaa Lyrics
- Genre:Electronic
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I can feel it burn up, don't know why
I'm stuck on nothing else but you
I'm just making sure now, if you want
I can leave everything for you
Now I'm surrounded by these dark thoughts
Cause I work too hard
Just tryna get this to your heart
Take you out on your kind of date
Red wine and 15 entrées
You're obsessed by the finer things
But somehow it won't get to me
You know I ain't got much to give
Baby, this ain't how we live
Yeah, I've been stuck on you, baby
And it's been a minute now
You fucked somebody in your crew, baby
I don't care about it now
I know that you hate me lil baby
I know that you want me six feet in the ground
Yeah, I know that you like me lil baby
I know that you like see me coming around
Yeah, okay, want me to pull up your party
Yeah, okay, told shawty give me the addy
Yeah, okay, told her get rid of that perky
Yeah, okay, and she like me like nobody else
And my eyes stuck on her body, yeah
And her mind is stuck on what's under my belt
My mind is wondering how the fuck she felt
When she
Danced, danced, danced
Danced, danced, danced
Danced, danced, danced
Danced, danced, danced
I can feel it burn up, don't know why
I'm stuck on nothing else but you
I'm just making sure now, if you want
I can leave everything for you
Now I'm surrounded by these dark thoughts
Cause I work too hard
Just tryna get this to your heart
Take you out on your kind of date
Red wine and 15 entrées
You're obsessed by the finer things
But somehow it won't get to me
You know I ain't got much to give
Baby, this ain't how we live