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Juke Joint
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
Juke Joint è stato pubblicato il 2 gennaio 2021 da Guttamade Foreva come parte dell'album Juke Joint - Single
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Data di uscita2 gennaio 2021
EtichettaGuttamade Foreva
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM75

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quatavius Smith
Quatavius Smith
Songwriter

Testi

I know I did some things in my past that can scar you
Thought you had my back like a spleen but I was too far from you
I fell out of love with the little things you do
You ain't even worth it, I'm a hold back your name from you
Playing with your juice box at the juke joint
We gon' toast it up in the club at the juke joint
Playing with your love, tellin' lies at the juke joint
We gon' toast it up in the club at the juke joint
Makin' love at the broken penthouse
I think I'm at it again, I think I'm at it
I think I'm at it again I think I'm at it
Wonderin' how I'm made it' on this couch
I know I'm at again I know I'm at, I know I'm at it again I know I'm at it
Poppin' pills back to back, hopin' that it don't end, that it don't end
Only known you for a hour but you feel like my friend
Takin' words out my mouth like the closest of kin
I know Im at it again, I know Im at it again
I see you goin' in, now let me think on that
Show me your downfall and let me lust on that
I took advantage of it, I did it
Now for the rest of the night, it's all about, talk about it
I know I did some things in my past that can scar you
Thought you had my back like a spleen but I was too far from you
I fell out of love with the little things you do
You ain't even worth it, I'm a hold back your name from you
Playing with your juice box at the juke joint
We gon' toast it up in the club at the juke joint
Playing with your love, tellin' lies at the juke joint
We gon' toast it up in the club at the juke joint
Doing drugs at the broken penthouse
I know she at it again, I know she at it again
She bendin' over and she puttin' in her mouth
I think she at it again, I think she at it again
She fell in love with the limelight, she don't even think twice
Like a thief in the night, take your soul for a cheap price
Feelin' up her nose, now she floatin' like a parachute
I like the things you do, I like the things you do
Her phone rings, she don't pay it no mind
Right now she feelin' fine, oh my, this ol light of mine
Take a shot after a shot, now I'm feelin' her up
By the twinkle of her eye, I be liftin' her up
I know I did some things in my past that can scar you
Thought you had my back like a spleen but I was too far from you
I fell out of love with the little things you do
You ain't even worth it, I'm a hold back your name from you
Playing with your juice box at the juke joint
We gon' toast it up in the club at the juke joint
Playing with your love, tellin' lies at the juke joint
We gon' toast it up in the club at the juke joint
Written by: Quatavius Smith
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