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Bad Romance (Explicit)歌词完整版
200 on the dash
Do it
I might crash
I just need one chance
To see you dance
To see you do your dance
I just need one chance
To fall in love
Don’t need no bad romance
Caught up on this road
Counting this paper
Damn I miss my family
Caught up on this road
Counting this gwalla
Blowing like Rasta
Turn em into pasta
With this lama
Thought that was my panta
Ima keep my promise
That I got ya
Stay true keep it solid
Start with the bowls
Of lows
Now it’s all exotic
200 on the dash
Do it
I might crash
I just need one chance
To see you dance
To see you do your dance
I just need one chance
To fall in love
Don’t need no bad romance
Caught up on this road
Counting this paper
Damn I miss my family
Caught up on this road
Counting this gwalla
Blowing like Rasta
Turn em into pasta
With this lama
Thought that was my panta
Ima keep my promise
That I got ya
Stay true keep it solid
Start with the bowls
Of lows
Now it’s all exotic
Turns my bros
To bosses
I leave her
Like a fuect
Went down that road
It’s costly
I cooked it up
Then sauce it
Sincerely departed
Truly I need you
Whole heartly
Just leaving this party
Fuck up press play
and record it
I need you to listen
I’m bleeding this mission
Start cleaning kitchen
With me
I need a few dishes
Write it down pay attention
Cooking up something vicious
Life’s get wicked
Get lifted
Stay down let’s count this bengi
200 on the dash
Do it
I might crash
I just need one chance
To see you dance
To see you do your dance
I just need one chance
To fall in love
Don’t need no bad romance
Caught up on this road
Counting this paper
Damn I miss my family
Caught up on this road
Counting this gwalla
Blowing like Rasta
Turn em into pasta
With this lama
Thought that was my panta
Ima keep my promise
That I got ya
Stay true keep it solid
Start with the bowls
Of lows
Now it’s all exotic
200 on the dash
Do it
I might crash
I just need one chance
To see you dance
To see you do your dance
I just need one chance
To fall in love
Don’t need no bad romance
Caught up on this road
Counting this paper
Damn I miss my family
Caught up on this road
Counting this gwalla
Blowing like Rasta
Turn em into pasta
With this lama
Thought that was my panta
Ima keep my promise
That I got ya
Stay true keep it solid
Start with the bowls
Of lows
Now it’s all exotic
Start with the bowls
Of lows
Now it’s all exotic
Ima keep my promise
That I got ya
Stay true keep it solid
