Letra

Noir, what a beautiful name. Black, statuesque, you know? Strong, Sweet, that's what I think when I think of Noir. That's what I think when I think about you I ain't seen my mama in a minute On my heart, just like a pendant I hate thinkin' 'bout that shit, it's like a domino Black spots up in my memory I white out all the pain with green That's the only color that ain't done me wrong Damn, how I'm harming these niggas With these harmonies, nigga Is you a R&B nigga? Something I gotta know Smi D. Jakes, he doin' good He hand out meals off in the hood He made a mil' off of a hoodie Stackin' off satin, woah Stackin' off satin, woah I caught a flight, from the Lou To the West side For the fee, look at me, mama I'm fly Really can't catch a break, need the Kit-Kat, I Put that chocolate in the light You remind me of my coupe Gas me up good Pass me a 'Wood I roll up my insecurities Fire up the foolery Frolickin' foolishly Flirt with some bitches, but know I can't do a thing Guess the company humors me I got a boo and she good to me Leave me lone Covert coupe, comin' through Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux Tribe, playin' my music, playin' my— (Fuck that shit) (That good with you?) Covert coupe, comin' through Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux Tribe, playin' my music, playin' music Patna hit my phone, sayin' he got a chocolate bone And she be playin' my music, playin' my music Let me introduce you, like the startin' five in Houston Blow the doobie Ain't 'bout blood or ain't 'bout love, no, don't include me I'm the plug, she wanna fuck, well, sock it to me I'm the plug, she wanna fuck, sock it to me Come sock it to me She wanna get a tattoo (Hold up, let it breathe, wait a minute, let it breathe) Wait, wait, wait, wait Wait, wait Wait, wait, wait She wanna get a tattoo, she wanna get my name I told her, "Don't do that," I told her she insane We smokin' out the bathroom, wet towel, everything But loud gon' loud, sure 'nough, heard the doorbell ring I ain't finna answer that, wait 'til they leave and we leave out Hold on, get the Febreze out Yard work, put the weed out Fuck it, I'll pay the fee, damn Wanna pick your brain, my love Gimme that scalp, that leave out Heard that thing was dangerous Wet floor sign when you leave out Drip drop on my flip flops You can't find these flip flops These hoes from Shibuya That's my bitch, she boo, yeah Got on that see-through dress Yes, yes, sheer, ooh, come here Covert coupe, comin' right through Down, set, hut, windows tinted like Sioux Tribe, playin' my music, playin' music Patna hit my phone, sayin' he got a chocolate phone And she be playin' my music, playin' my music Let me introduce you, like the startin' five in Houston Blow the doobie Ain't 'bout blood or ain't 'bout love, no, don't include me I'm the plug, she wanna fuck, well, sock it to me I'm the plug, she wanna fuck, sock it to me Come sock it to me
Writer(s): Christopher Smith, Lon Renzell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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