Hold The Night
Lyre Le Temps
4:21[Chorus] Am I looking like this? Tell me, am I looking like this? No not at all, you can't control You think I'm showy, but I'm not at all Am I looking like this? Tell me, am I looking like this? In my world, swing is swag Do you understand what I'm talking about? I'm wearing some bling-bling made by Gucci Riding a 305 Ferrari Cross me somewhere in the street Maybe I would just look at your feet Without a 300-dollar pair of shoes Don't even think you're gonna talk to me, you're a fool You can cry, or maybe you can die Okay you won't die, but we know you will cry Men, I'm just way too far I can't explain to you Men, I'm just way too far I'm just too good for you Men, I'm just way too far I can't explain to you Men, I'm just way too far I'm just too good for you You are more stupid than my dog Have you got my shit? You look as ugly as a frog Have you got my shit? You have no subject when you talk Have you got my shit? I'm so clever, got it locked Have you got my shit? [Chorus] I was kidding; I've never worn no Gucci I'm a badass, not a douchebag, sorry Would you give me just one more chance So I can propose you up for one more dance Tell me what you see if you look a bit closer I'm a good guy not some kind of fucker Watch your mouth, leave the rest untold I'm only nice, when I'm under control Men, it went way too far I can't explain to you Men, I went a way too far I'm just as good as you [Chorus]