
Sloo
by Last Night In Paris
on Pure (2016)
[Verse 1]
When I'm in your city ain't no love
Run your mouth but you don't fucking show up
Bitches know what they here for
They wanna turn up but won't fuck [?]
Get high real fast, I drink real slow
Bust it open, can you take it on
From the bathroom to the bedroom floor
We gon roll (x2)
Her phone ring, we both ignore
[Chorus]
Girl, you looking kind of
Girl, you're so fine
Riding with my niggas, lately
I've been told
You've been on a low
Sipping on that red, wine
Hanging with my niggas, lately
[Verse 2]
Look, you play with your phone while you chill in the passenger seat of the Benz
I should of been speaking to you from the start but I spoke to your friends
We talked about being at war with ourself, about making amends
And that's when she told me your name I forgot and she told me again
I still couldn't name you, now girl I must of been off on a next ting
The arc on your back and the nudes that you send 3am when we sexting
The smile on your face look I know you like that girl you said it's the best thing
We were both hurt over different shit but I guess it's a blessing
[Bridge]
Your bitch keep calling my name
Talking like you do when you do it the same
Didn't want to know when she come to our shows
Now she see the come up and blowing up my phone
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