Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wedding Crashers, artist - Aminé. Album song Good For You, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: CLBN
Song language: English
Wedding Crashers |
| I was duped, didn’t know the truth |
| Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo |
| And now I’m feeling cool, I’m feeling brand new |
| I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?) |
| This is dedicated to my ex lovers |
| Hope that you hear this, never find another |
| Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend |
| Hope you play this at your wedding |
| Yeah, the one I won’t attend |
| This is dedicated to my ex lovers |
| Hope that you hear this, never find another |
| Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend |
| Hope you play this at your wedding |
| Yeah, the one I won’t attend (Sike) |
| Vultures at the altar tell the pastor to watch his back |
| My girl said she wanted change and then she got a quarterback |
| Well, damn, I ain’t no football player |
| But I hit it harder than a football player |
| The girl of my dreams just became a girl |
| And well, we can talk about that later |
| Honeymoon in your hometown, bitch, you broke now |
| Your mama ask about me almost every week |
| He can speak in tongue, talkin' bout «Forever hold your peace» |
| I said peace, please hurry up and kiss so I can eat |
| Tootsie roll and your tippy toes |
| So much soul that my soul got soul |
| Your auntie and uncle, they love me |
| All your bridesmaids wanna fuck me |
| Your groom look like a broom and it make me «hahaha» |
| Girl, I coulda been your Pap and you be my Remy Ma |
| I was duped, didn’t know the truth |
| Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo |
| And now I’m feeling cool, I’m feeling brand new |
| I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?) |
| This is dedicated to my ex lovers |
| Hope that you hear this, never find another |
| Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend |
| Hope you play this at your wedding |
| Yeah, the one I won’t attend |
| This is dedicated to my ex lovers |
| Hope that you hear this, never find another |
| Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend |
| Hope you play this at your wedding |
| Yeah, the one I won’t attend (Sike) |
| Yes, I’ve been balling, yeah |
| Maybachs to Lambos and 'Raris, yeah |
| Fresh in that Cartier |
| Take off your clothes, we get naughty, yeah |
| Whole party lit, bad bitches everywhere |
| Gang in this bitch, nawfside extraordinaire (gang!) |
| Pipe up the city, the diamonds gon' light up the city |
| I got your girl on the low |
| I slide in it, and then I’ma dodge in it |
| I got her selling her soul |
| Pick up five bags in a row |
| White diamonds look like the Pope |
| Gucci Python on the loafers |
| Yeah, my pinky look just like the ocean |
| It’s colder, North Dakota |
| From the bowl to the chauffeurs |
| Having fun in a Rollster, in Milan copping Goyard |
| Now that I’m taking over, your hand out, but I don’t owe ya |
| I came from the dirt, soil |
| I was duped, didn’t know the truth |
| Got rid of my old flame, now I got a boo |
| And now I’m feeling cool, I’m feeling brand new |
| I would pay a lot to be the nigga in my shoes (Who this for?) |
| This is dedicated to my ex lovers |
| Hope that you hear this, never find another |
| Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend |
| Hope you play this at your wedding |
| Yeah, the one I won’t attend |
| This is dedicated to my ex lovers |
| Hope that you hear this, never find another |
| Me and my friends, we don’t worry or pretend |
| Hope you play this at your wedding |
| Yeah, the one I won’t attend (Sike) |