Lunaa, Drux - VIP’s lyrics
[Lunaa, Drux - VIP’s lyrics]
Oh, no, no
'I'm all for you, you're all for me'
That's what she said, I disagree
I pack it up, like groceries
We scrap in the room with the VIP's
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
She said that she got it as her anthem
This is new, can't adjust the thing
With the Prada, I surrender
And I'm walking around with mud
Stains on my jeans
Eating from the trash, that's protein
Shine my teeth bag's going up by any means
I'm so tired smoke in silence
Yeah fucked up, Marlboro red
'I'm all for you, you're all for me'
That's what she said, I disagree
I pack it up, like groceries
We scrap in the room with the VIP's
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
I wanna cry in peace
Leave me be if you can let me
Every-time I go, go it get hectic
We gon' drank give me reverence
I'm not coming back
There's no point in changing
I'm all for you, but you're not for me
Walking a thousand miles
I would offer anything
Stuck in my head, whose it gonna be?
Scrapclub in the VIP
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
I need you
She said 'I love it that's my anthem'
'I'm all for you, you're all for me'
That's what she said, I disagree
I pack it up, like groceries
We scrap in the room with the VIP's
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
She said that she got it as her anthem
This is new, can't adjust the thing
With the Prada, I surrender
And I'm walking around with mud
Stains on my jeans
Eating from the trash, that's protein
Shine my teeth bag's going up by any means
I'm so tired smoke in silence
Yeah fucked up, Marlboro red
'I'm all for you, you're all for me'
That's what she said, I disagree
I pack it up, like groceries
We scrap in the room with the VIP's
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
I wanna cry in peace
Leave me be if you can let me
Every-time I go, go it get hectic
We gon' drank give me reverence
I'm not coming back
There's no point in changing
I'm all for you, but you're not for me
Walking a thousand miles
I would offer anything
Stuck in my head, whose it gonna be?
Scrapclub in the VIP
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
You're gonna make me throw a tantrum
You always make me feel abandoned
I said 'I gotta count my cash up'
She said 'I love it, that's my anthem'
I need you
She said 'I love it that's my anthem'