Why shouldn't we be able to do that once in a while if we want to? Is that like the end of the world or something? Though we barely talk when we share a roomīody like what, swear to God you're a miracle I know that overthinkin' only leads to subtweetin' You ain't even really gotta be my boyfriendĪs far as me and you, we got a simple code I'm somebody and I'm sorry but somebody gon' need to go That would be good too, the idea is to combine this and thatīut to be honest that platonic shit's for TV showsĬause the feelings you ain't showin' pokin' out your clothesīut my train of thought is tryna get you out your ch-ch-choo If anything happened and we couldn't be friends the way we are now, that would really be bad Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).I guess maybe some little problems could arise Get the embed code Wale - The Album About Nothing Album Lyrics1.The Bloom (AG3)2.The Bod圓.The Girls On Drugs4.The Glass Egg5.The God Smile6.The Helium Balloon7.The Intro About Nothing8.The Matrimony9.The Middle Finger10.The Need To Know11.The One Time In Houston12.The Pessimist13.The Success14.The White ShoesWale Lyrics provided by So I could numb her insides and we will never know Told me pour me a vodka, pill and little smoke

That's why she want to get high because she's feeling low Not enough for the hospital but cut it close Told me nobody love her and so she cut her wrist Let me tell you about the bitches that I be chilling with The really insecure ones look good as shitĪ little shot, she ain't shy when the shit spillĪnd it's hard to feel alive when you're feeling dead inside Let me tell you about the bitches I've been chilling with Is not official unless I'm giving them authentic Politicians and niggas living it on the ripĪnd my position to give this shit to little kids She like 'Oh my God, I'm on the moon and shit'Īnd my particular moon like a platoon and shit She at the Grammy's turnt, none of the stars is fake Nothing popping, pop a zan when she laying low

Pills and subs when them beers ain't enough I'm trying to get me a real woman to take out Kind of dizzy, her friends tell her to get a grip Start sipping and now she sweating, her lips clenched She sprinkled a little something up in her lip Told her 'Nah you lying, cuz you don't eat enough' Told me that lil buzz just make her think a lot Used to use it to study until she fell in love Try to tell me adderall make her get a rush What you expect, a little groupie to see my crib?ĭo you know what type of bitches I've been dealing with? I call her boo cuz her real one I will forget I promise you ain't never really freak out until you be out at freak hours and see each and every freak out from free couch to free couchĬause we be up all night until the early lightĭo you know what type of women I've been dealing with?

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