Odetari, Don Toliver - PURPLE HEART lyrics
Taha Othman Ahmad
Don Toliver [Caleb Zackery] Houston, Texas, U.S
[Odetari, Don Toliver - PURPLE HEART lyrics]
Don't tell me you're going anywhere
If I can't come with you, you
This is everything I could've dreamed of
So why do I feel the need to
Pop bottles just to feel somethin'
All this money, I still feel numb
All the cars and the money and the
Jewelry and I still feel nu
('Tari, get over here)
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, i-i-i-i-i-i) still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, mine, mine, mine)
They're looking at you, you
For the blueprint
You can see the admiration in their еyes
You you you, you, who knew it?
Everybody want a piеce of your life
I'm ridin' through the streets
With my Glockiana, yeah, yeah
Got a bad lil' bitch, she a prima donna
Yeah, yeah, okay, she love to give me head
I'm on my marijuana (Marijuana)
Nigga, back the fuck up
Know you don't wanna, woo
I'm a cold stunner, I want the whole summer
I went and brought the Bentley back
He copped a gold Hummer
Okay, I can't get in it
I keep it a whole hundred
Okay, he brought the Bentley back, woo
Had the Brabus it look like a Jeep
'Fore you walk in, I need all the deets
(Let's go)
Call your bluffin', I never been beaten
Ask your mama, he never been cheap, uh, uh
Off the wocky, I'm goin' to sleep, uh, uh
Got my gun and I'm cold with the heat, uh, uh
Guess she down 'cause she get on her knees
Woo I be working with nothin' but
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, i-i-i-i-i-i) still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, mine, mine, mine)
I'm ridin' through the streets
With my Glockiana
If I can't come with you, you
This is everything I could've dreamed of
So why do I feel the need to
Pop bottles just to feel somethin'
All this money, I still feel numb
All the cars and the money and the
Jewelry and I still feel nu
('Tari, get over here)
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, i-i-i-i-i-i) still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, mine, mine, mine)
They're looking at you, you
For the blueprint
You can see the admiration in their еyes
You you you, you, who knew it?
Everybody want a piеce of your life
I'm ridin' through the streets
With my Glockiana, yeah, yeah
Got a bad lil' bitch, she a prima donna
Yeah, yeah, okay, she love to give me head
I'm on my marijuana (Marijuana)
Nigga, back the fuck up
Know you don't wanna, woo
I'm a cold stunner, I want the whole summer
I went and brought the Bentley back
He copped a gold Hummer
Okay, I can't get in it
I keep it a whole hundred
Okay, he brought the Bentley back, woo
Had the Brabus it look like a Jeep
'Fore you walk in, I need all the deets
(Let's go)
Call your bluffin', I never been beaten
Ask your mama, he never been cheap, uh, uh
Off the wocky, I'm goin' to sleep, uh, uh
Got my gun and I'm cold with the heat, uh, uh
Guess she down 'cause she get on her knees
Woo I be working with nothin' but
Still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, i-i-i-i-i-i) still, so divine
Ain't nobody that look like mine
(Mine, mine, mine, mine)
I'm ridin' through the streets
With my Glockiana