Lyrics

I refuse to apologize For you telling me lies Got me laying down at night Wishing my name was Lauren 'Cause Flortcha not your prize Lately your tongue feels foreign But I won't lose my pride For her to be your bride Chérie si seulement, si seulement My hair won't curl Couldn't I be your Haitian girl Chérie si seulement, si seulement My songs would sell Would you stop putting me through Hell Tell me what does it count for That I loved you first If your fighting the same war You've been in since birth I'm not eyeing your battles But I'm keeping the score Contradictive behaviors I guess I gotta love myself more Chérie si seulement, si seulement My hair won't curl Couldn't I be your Haitian girl Chérie si seulement, si seulement My songs would sell Would you stop putting me through Hell I know my attitude gets offensive I know life gets so expensive How could I afford to lose you (How could I afford) Baby how could I afford to lose you (How could I afford) How could I afford to lose you (How could I afford to) You Ooh Ooh (Loose) You Ooh Ooh (You) You Ooh Ooh You Ooh Ooh Chérie si seulement, si seulement My hair won't curl (Baby if only) Couldn't I be your Haitian girl (Baby if only) Chérie si seulement, si seulement My songs would sell Would you stop putting me through hell (Baby if only) You Ooh Ooh You Ooh Ooh You Ooh Ooh Would you stop putting me through hell You Ooh Ooh
Writer(s): Flortcha Saint Pierre Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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