• 标题:RAINING IN HOUSTON (Explicit)
  • 歌手:Drake
  • 专辑:$ome $exy $ongs 4 U (Explicit)
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  • 语言:en
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    RAINING IN HOUSTON (Explicit) - Drake
    Produced by:Kid Masterpiece/Noel Cadastre
    Alright man
    This what we gon' do
    If you got love H-town put your deuces up put your H's up one time to my brother DJ Screw
    Ayy
    Put your H's up now
    Woah woah woah woah woah yeah
    Can I get a woah woah oh woah woah?
    Yeah
    Friday night I'm out with the guys
    You already called me five times
    Drinks are flowing catching my vibe
    Blue bubbles are blowing up my line
    You got friends too no one told you stay inside go live your life
    Your life
    Textin' me "Don't bother comin' home" as if the crib ain't mine
    What's on your mind?
    Your mind your mind
    Wait on you to sober up the next day
    'Cause that's when you realize talkin' on some oh damn I am trippin'
    Vaping while you're typin' on a mission
    Maya Angelou 07 shots of 42
    Your words are cuttin' deep your words are hittin' different
    All you gotta do is
    All you gotta do
    Hop on 85 drive right past A&M
    Past A&M
    It's rainin' in Houston we're not arguing again
    All this time you've been around me
    You don't spend a penny 'round me
    Friends are extra friendly 'round me
    If you love me can I get a woah woah woah woah woah?
    Woah
    Can I get a woah woah woah woah?
    Ayy hop on 85 way past A&M
    Straight into Houston we're not arguing again
    Hop on 85 way past A&M
    Girl you know the way and we're not arguing again
    It's raining in Houston my love
    The streets are empty mood is already ****** up
    So why make it worse if you could pull up?
    I know you like it toxic you're used to it love
    Rather spend my energy boosting you up
    Gassing you up these American guys
    Are something different they just talk looser than us
    You say I talk proper it suits me my love
    All these tables booths you want hookah my love
    I'm pulling strings **** could get acoustic my love
    Corner booth and pineapple juice in your cup
    Blicky on us these days it's a glue stick my love
    I know you always say it's just music my love
    But these guys would die to see me losing my love
    The hate from this year alone is confusing my love
    I can't see things getting much smoother my love