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What Sucks About Love - Chris Burton (Ft. Tory Lanez) | LYRICS
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INTERPRÉTATION
Tory Lanez
Tory Lanez
Chant
Malthe Rostrup
Malthe Rostrup
Piano
Lars Ankerstjerne
Lars Ankerstjerne
Batterie
Amanda Börjeson
Amanda Börjeson
Chant
Christoffer Burton
Christoffer Burton
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Malthe Rostrup
Malthe Rostrup
Paroles/Composition
Lars Ankerstjerne
Lars Ankerstjerne
Paroles/Composition
Amanda Börjeson
Amanda Börjeson
Paroles/Composition
Christoffer Burton
Christoffer Burton
Paroles/Composition
andreas odbjerg
andreas odbjerg
Paroles/Composition
Daystar Peterson
Daystar Peterson
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Malthe Rostrup
Malthe Rostrup
Production
Nicky Namah Furdal
Nicky Namah Furdal
Co‑production
Peter Biker
Peter Biker
Co‑production
Jesper Vivid Vestergaard
Jesper Vivid Vestergaard
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Woke up to, and The taste of alcohol, and Last night I lost it all I said some stupid things, and You said you hate my friends, and Then we broke up again They say we're young and we're dumb And we don't prove 'em wrong We are, I know we are I'm still tryna figure out What this shit is about Here's all I learned this far What sucks about love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh What sucks about love is that it ends They say that we will, but won't be friends (Won't be) I've heard that love is blind, but You see flaws all the time, or At least you see all mine (Ooh) We can't get nothing right We always make up when we [?] and fight, I I think that's what you like They say we're young and we're dumb And we don't prove 'em wrong We are, I know we are I'm still tryna figure out What this shit is about Here's all I learned this far What sucks about love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh What sucks about love is that it ends (Hey) They say that we will, but won't be friends (Won't be friends) We won't be friends (Hey, hey) We won't be friends, yeah Time and time again, I been tryna When you go wandering 'round I ain't tryna deny a dollar I ain't tryna be shy and die You know what it is, you ain't tryna lose You ain't shawty, baby, I ain't tryna choose I've been in it for a long time Give me good pussy that is all mine I gon' hop in a When she pull up, it's Tony Montana And that pussy is I'ma pull up around her I'ma pull up around her She to have a border [?] at the border when I'm in Atlanta Hard to love you, but baby, I'm tryna What sucks about love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Ooh) Love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh What sucks about love is that it ends (Love is that it ends) They say that we will, but won't be friends What sucks about love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Love, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Ooh) What sucks about love is that it ends They say that we will, but won't be friends (Won't be friends, yeah) We won't (We won't be friends, yeah) Wo-o-on't be (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Lars Ankerstjerne, Nicky Furdal, Andreas Myre Odbjerg, Amanda Borjeson, Malthe Rostrup, Chris Burton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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