文本歌词

Paint It - Lucky Daye
Lyrics by：David Brown/Dustin Bowie/Dernst Emile II
Composed by：David Brown/Dustin Bowie/Dernst Emile II
You wanna leave me
Yeah we need somethin'
Yeah we need somethin' we can hold on to
Where you wanna be
Baby keep quit frontin'
Gonna give you somethin' to feel closer to
Ooh ooh ooh
This ain't the type of heart you play with
Then throw away when you're done with it
I ain't done with it
Ooh ooh ooh
You ain't gon' lay me 'way for rainy day
Can't wait 'round in it
Live your life like flowers in bloom ooh
Why you keep that girl so confused
Can we play one game I don't lose ooh
Why you keep that girl painted blue
So blue don't trick that girl
Baby you must be crazy get me right
Cutlass or Seville
You must be crazy get me right
What I look like
What I look like
Are you even lookin'
Who is in the boy that you compare me to who
Ooh ooh ooh
This ain't the type of heart you play with
Then throw away
When you're done with it I ain't done with it
I ain't done with it I ain't done with it
Ooh ooh ooh
You ain't gon' lay me 'way for rainy day
Can't wait 'round in it
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Live your life like flowers in bloom ooh
Why you keep that girl so confused
Can we play one game I don't lose ooh
Why you keep that girl paint it blue
So blue don't trick that girl
Why you keep that girl so confused
Can we play one game I don't lose
Why you keep that girl painted blue
Girl painted
Don't trick that girl
Again and again then it's on to the next
Lookin' for a friend to put that a*s on your vest
Holes in your back from the knife in your chest
Got you wonderin' with regret was you f**kin' with the best
She chose you yeah you a first round draft pick
You never chose her
You always settle for average
Now you say you never leave her
And you swore on the Bible
How you gon' be BJ when you don't want no title
You do the same s**t with a new bad b***h
Oh now you wanna be vegan 'cause you got cabbage
Doctor go hypotox her make that a*s colossal
So when she ride his nostril he gaspin'
Sit it on his face hope he can breathe through plastic
Baby baby get your nut and make sure it's fantastic
Maybe maybe take off 'fore the highs start crashin'
And his d**k go flaccid like Sisqó's dragon
After one dramatic ballad
Magic gone tragic like he thought he had this
Who's askin' well maybe the dash b***h
Tell that n***a kiss your a*s and don't add lip
Can I adlib
Ooh ooh ooh
Don't trick that girl
Ooh ooh ooh
Don't trick
Don't trick
Don't trick that girl
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Don't trick that girl
Ooh ooh ooh