Similar Songs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lxst
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malcolm Matthews
Composer
Lyrics
(KimJ wit' da heat)
Same old story every time you come around
You a red nose shawty, but you looking like a clown
(Xtravulous)
I been goin' ain't no stoppin', think I'll pour another round
Damn, same shit you keep bringing me down
Same old story every time you come around
You a red nose shawty, but you looking like a clown
I been goin' ain't no stoppin', think I'll pour another round, ah-ah
Yeah
I think I'm tired for the last time, yeah
I think I'm tired for the last time
You say you love me but you said that shit the last time
Don't give a fuck, I just don't know how to act right, yeah
Bands up in my pocket, I walk with a lean, yeah
I can't love that ho because that bitch a fiend
I made it happen I was trappin' just to get some feed
She hit me up, she tryna fuck I told that bitch to leave
You know that I'm poppin' I be flawless I got what you need
Remember all them nights when we was talkin' just to fall asleep
That nigga broke your heart I held you down, your tears on my sleeve
Promise you the world you wanted more girl you want everything
I don't care if I die tomorrow
I'll be good there's no time for sorrow
Memories I drown in the bottle
You gave me a hard pill to swallow
Same shit you keep bringing me down
Same old story every time you come around
You a red nose shawty, but you looking like a clown
I been goin' ain't no stoppin', think I'll pour another round, ah-ah
Yeah
I think I'm tired for the last time, yeah
I think I'm tired for the last time
You say you love me but you said that shit the last time
Don't give a fuck, I just don't know how to act right, yeah
Gassed up shawty
But I don't need no forty
I been high up on that gas
When I wake up in the morning
She gon' let me see that ass
I want all my bitches foreign
Wit' a little bit of cash
Kick 'em all out in the mornin'
I ain't wonderin' where you at
She be basic, she be boring
Left her ass right in the past
Just for fun like I be sportin'
Know I'm finna get these racks
From the bottom I was born in
Young nigga in my bag
I sell these shows and I'll be tourin', damn
I don't care if I die tomorrow
I'll be good there's no time for sorrow
Memories I drown in the bottle
You gave me a hard pill to swallow
Same shit you keep bringing me down
Same old story every time you come around
You a red nose shawty, but you looking like a clown
I been goin' ain't no stoppin', think I'll pour another round, ah-ah
Yeah
I think I'm tired for the last time, yeah
I think I'm tired for the last time
You say you love me but you said that shit the last time
Don't give a fuck, I just don't know how to act right
Writer(s): Mick Jagger, Keith Richards
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