Yung Bae_Rough Soul歌词 Rough SoulLRC歌词
歌手：Yung Bae
专辑：《《Rough Soul (YUNG BAE Family Cookout Version)》》
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Rough Soul (YUNG BAE Family Cookout Version) - Yung Bae
Uh uhm uhm uhm uhm
Yeah
Had to go to LA for the winter
Had to vibe out
Just caught a charge had to hideout
Yo real ni**a talk slick to you
Told you bring your girlfriend tell her bring her friends too
Tell me Hollywood kinda weird
You don't really like it but you gotta play the biz
Yeah met you last June
By next June we were all in love and wanna f**k now
Uh uh fell in love at the wrong time
Uh spent a night at my high rise
Uh or hit me late on my hotline
Telling me you miss my homies and your mama cry
Late night you're my boo thing yeah
Your mercedes with the blue tint yeah
All praise to the most high leader
Dipped off in the Hills wouldn't wanna be you
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Went back to the homeland
Had to tell the niggas what I did in your hometown
Everybody know we probably would a made it last
But there you go started tripping never hit me back
Yo real ni**a went back to the pimping
Started getting groovy with the women I was hitting
Got a gold chain and a nose ring
And a new watch no tick but I always do time yeah
Black boy with a black fade yeah
Got mad when you did things
Yeah you was f**king and you did dirt too
We was talking but you never hear my phone boo
Moved up and I feel good sh*t
Roll palm trees and I made a hit for you
Billboards around the city with your face on it
But they ain't never really know 'bout what you been through
Stay asking where the hoes at huh
Why your homies gotta go there huh
I ain't trip when I see you
I would dance at a show back in Feb
You trip but we don't talk much
Girl you got me f**ked up
Real ni**a gotta get it when he f**ked up
Fake niggas like a new man
Just a little side joint
Always been a side joint
Alright joint
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
No more no more no more
Uh uhm uhm uhm uhm
Yeah
Had to go to LA for the winter
Had to vibe out
Just caught a charge had to hideout
Yo real ni**a talk slick to you
Told you bring your girlfriend tell her bring her friends too
Tell me Hollywood kinda weird
You don't really like it but you gotta play the biz
Yeah met you last June
By next June we were all in love and wanna f**k now
Uh uh fell in love at the wrong time
Uh spent a night at my high rise
Uh or hit me late on my hotline
Telling me you miss my homies and your mama cry
Late night you're my boo thing yeah
Your mercedes with the blue tint yeah
All praise to the most high leader
Dipped off in the Hills wouldn't wanna be you
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Went back to the homeland
Had to tell the niggas what I did in your hometown
Everybody know we probably would a made it last
But there you go started tripping never hit me back
Yo real ni**a went back to the pimping
Started getting groovy with the women I was hitting
Got a gold chain and a nose ring
And a new watch no tick but I always do time yeah
Black boy with a black fade yeah
Got mad when you did things
Yeah you was f**king and you did dirt too
We was talking but you never hear my phone boo
Moved up and I feel good sh*t
Roll palm trees and I made a hit for you
Billboards around the city with your face on it
But they ain't never really know 'bout what you been through
Stay asking where the hoes at huh
Why your homies gotta go there huh
I ain't trip when I see you
I would dance at a show back in Feb
You trip but we don't talk much
Girl you got me f**ked up
Real ni**a gotta get it when he f**ked up
Fake niggas like a new man
Just a little side joint
Always been a side joint
Alright joint
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
Girl you're gone now
And oh baby
Don't call me don't call me no more
No more no more no more
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