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Paroles de la chanson Steak N Lobster par Babyface Ray
(I just need my space right now)
Up all night, I can't even sleep (Uh-uh)
How would shit be if you was still here?
Pain runnin' deep, I can't even show it (Pain runnin' deep)
Don't tell 'em 'bout your feelings, don't nobody care
Fuckin' up the check, man, I'm doin' shit for fun
Gettin' real money, man, I love it here
I'll push a button, nigga, I'll turn it up (Turn it up)
Buyin' Cristal like it's Bel Air
Buyin' codeine like this shit deep
Big boy blunts like my nigga E's
Punchin' in the road, watch me bob and weave
Up all night, I can't even sleep (Uh-uh)
How would shit be if you was still here?
Pain runnin' deep, I can't even show it (Pain runnin' deep)
Don't tell 'em 'bout your feelings, don't nobody care
Fuckin' up the check, man, I'm doin' shit for fun
Gettin' real money, man, I love it here
I'll push a button, nigga, I'll turn it up (Turn it up)
Buyin' Cristal like it's Bel Air
Buyin' codeine like this shit deep
Big boy blunts like my nigga E's
Punchin' in the road, watch me bob and weave
My ho lookin' good, we ain't buyin' weed
Keep it too trill, last of a dying breed
I just woke up, cold sweat, I got demons over me
Got the plug on pause, I got fans overseas
Man, I hate being alone, got a nigga ho with me
Creepin' on the low (Low)
Probably wouldn't never say a word if I was broke (Uh-uh)
Matter fact, you wouldn't see me, I'd be gone
Shawty playin', like she E.T., took her home
Windows tinted, on the freeway gettin' dome
I been loadin' up on the stretch, shits crazy
Boy, you better get up off yo' ass, free 80s
Poodie text my line, "Life fast, be patient"
But mama told me never leave nothin' on the table
Yeah
She can't even dance, we threw money up the
Keep it too trill, last of a dying breed
I just woke up, cold sweat, I got demons over me
Got the plug on pause, I got fans overseas
Man, I hate being alone, got a nigga ho with me
Creepin' on the low (Low)
Probably wouldn't never say a word if I was broke (Uh-uh)
Matter fact, you wouldn't see me, I'd be gone
Shawty playin', like she E.T., took her home
Windows tinted, on the freeway gettin' dome
I been loadin' up on the stretch, shits crazy
Boy, you better get up off yo' ass, free 80s
Poodie text my line, "Life fast, be patient"
But mama told me never leave nothin' on the table
Yeah
She can't even dance, we threw money up the
Hah, ayy, yeah
She can't even dance, we threw money up the stage
Nigga, yeah
Man, I can't complain, man, all this shit is profit
My nigga in the feds and he eatin' steak and lobster
She can't even dance, we threw money up the stage
Nigga, yeah
Man, I can't complain, man, all this shit is profit
My nigga in the feds and he eatin' steak and lobster
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