Song vérité ninho lyrics english

[Intro: tag]


Daimo Beats

[Verse 1]


And all night long, I see us together, the butterfly doors in the Lambo ‘


She makes me sick, I confess, next to her, I feel beautiful


Charbonne of hard work, a few years, I take advantage of the work

Attitude of a gangster, with ganache, we are carbonated


On your marks, ready, fire, go, I go back aboard the Q3, it ‘s I am the one who puts the rakes (I am the one who puts the rakes) Ruinart strawberry on the tray, put it all on the tray, la plata des pirates (la plata des pirates)

[Bridge]


If we ask you “I” who am? ” Tell them it’s John Doe


And all you know is


If we ask you “who am I?” Tell them I’m John Doe


And all you know is that the re-noi smoked good weed

[Pre-chorus]


I’m a little paranoid, babe


In the middle of the night, I left the hotel


I had too much headache


Hey, hey, hey

[Chorus]


I’m a little paranoid, babe


In the middle of the night, I left the hotel mhh


I had too much pain head


Life is short, you know sometimes, I worry

She wants the yacht, the champagne and then the kisses


The neck full of jewels but all that, you have to deserve it


We leave the hall, the corazón barely resuscitated


We have each our faults, the good Lord knows the truth

[Verse 2]


We each have our faults, it’s you, it’s me, it’s us, it’s them


I was told that it would not be all blue, that the jungle would be full of wolves white


I arrive at point, al dente, the bag full of eu ‘

She says she loves me at the muerte, that she would jump, even in the fire


The charm of the ghetto and the ghetto, she is ccor-d ‘a (ccor-d), she would be ready to carry some burdens (burdens)

I send on them, my sicarios, I make them dance salsa, she calls me “Alejandro” I


break a bar under the palm trees, oh la la, too much quality, I like it in 4K (oh la la la)


I can’t miss my half (my half), you will understand when we arera over there

[Pre-chorus]


I’m a little paranoid, babe


In the middle of the night, I left the hotel


I had too much headache


Hey, hey, hey

[Chorus]


I’m a little paranoid, babe


In the middle of the night, I left the hotel mhh


I had too much headache


Life is short, you know sometimes, I worry

She wants the yacht, the champagne and then the kisses


The neck full of jewels but all that, you have to deserve it


We leave the hall, the corazón to barely resuscitated


We each have our faults, the good Lord knows the truth