Chuuwee - It Was Great Here lyrics
[Chuuwee - It Was Great Here lyrics]
The same shit …
The only difference is that they ride
Married to the game and my bride keep calling
Cause the nigga ain’t home
Yet, but he’s coming, baby!
Such a fucking lady, same bitch
Bitter sweet in every show
Wonder when this whole work will pay me
Sit and reflecting when I touch
Who is real who is fake
Cause my style is sounding like the 80s
I a room fool of boom, baby
Questioning my worth
Will I make it, I am bitch
And I’m just fucking safe
I am tripping no plane, no complain
And I’m just looking for a change
On the verge of going insane
Writing rhymes while I’m checking flights on
I swear nothing could stop me!
Sleep, snowing or rain, passport
I’m going to play!
So sorry to leave you, glad to meet you
If I ever see you again, I’ll greet you!
He was great here, but I’m late there
For they love it, or they hate it
I wish I could stay here
But it’s made clear that we gotta go
So I’m on the road!
Things were … the best they’ve
Been in a long date going a long way
Don’t stop quit, don’t take it the wrong way
Goodbyes are so hard, so I don’t say!
Taking down, while I listen the
They all offer a hotel and
I’m sorry I won’t stay
Gotta a whole love and respect
From the whole state,
Blowing nose while I perform
Shatter the ozone
Wait ‘till the crowd so long
Show it we love … work so long all over the
Land, and every region, every I developed
Walk from Oakland, in love with Japan
A couple bars to promote
Just shutting my… then I’m shutting the
On my way back home to be
When I’m on the road I say
So sorry to leave you, glad to meet you
If I ever see you again, I’ll greet you!
He was great here, but I’m late there
For they love it, or they hate it
I wish I could stay here
But it’s made clear that we gotta go
So I’m on the road!
E mail confirms it’s all!
…as I walk into the door
But the women want more
And the real nigga throw
Innovation and applause my
Time goes by, I gotta record new songs
Not certain what day it is anymore
With love although I’m feeling ignored
But it’s all Louis bags and
The only difference is that they ride
Married to the game and my bride keep calling
Cause the nigga ain’t home
Yet, but he’s coming, baby!
Such a fucking lady, same bitch
Bitter sweet in every show
Wonder when this whole work will pay me
Sit and reflecting when I touch
Who is real who is fake
Cause my style is sounding like the 80s
I a room fool of boom, baby
Questioning my worth
Will I make it, I am bitch
And I’m just fucking safe
I am tripping no plane, no complain
And I’m just looking for a change
On the verge of going insane
Writing rhymes while I’m checking flights on
I swear nothing could stop me!
Sleep, snowing or rain, passport
I’m going to play!
So sorry to leave you, glad to meet you
If I ever see you again, I’ll greet you!
He was great here, but I’m late there
For they love it, or they hate it
I wish I could stay here
But it’s made clear that we gotta go
So I’m on the road!
Things were … the best they’ve
Been in a long date going a long way
Don’t stop quit, don’t take it the wrong way
Goodbyes are so hard, so I don’t say!
Taking down, while I listen the
They all offer a hotel and
I’m sorry I won’t stay
Gotta a whole love and respect
From the whole state,
Blowing nose while I perform
Shatter the ozone
Wait ‘till the crowd so long
Show it we love … work so long all over the
Land, and every region, every I developed
Walk from Oakland, in love with Japan
A couple bars to promote
Just shutting my… then I’m shutting the
On my way back home to be
When I’m on the road I say
So sorry to leave you, glad to meet you
If I ever see you again, I’ll greet you!
He was great here, but I’m late there
For they love it, or they hate it
I wish I could stay here
But it’s made clear that we gotta go
So I’m on the road!
E mail confirms it’s all!
…as I walk into the door
But the women want more
And the real nigga throw
Innovation and applause my
Time goes by, I gotta record new songs
Not certain what day it is anymore
With love although I’m feeling ignored
But it’s all Louis bags and