Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Madonna , by - Angelo Mota. Song from the album When All Is Said and Done, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Madonna |
| Baby face Madonna |
| Glory, Hosanna |
| Queen of the garden |
| Rose on your palm |
| As sweet as your karma |
| Ven pa mi cama |
| Break like a comma |
| Plucked from the harvest |
| Start up a fire |
| Eyes of a fighter |
| Fear in your iris |
| Storm to the gaze of the ones who despise ya |
| I know you’re tired |
| Tired of the same old, same old |
| Wishing you could stay home, lay low |
| Tired of the same old, same old |
| Baby face Madonna |
| Glory, Hosanna |
| Grace like your momma |
| Strength like your momma |
| Both hate your father |
| Step to the thunder |
| Clear up the sky |
| It reminds you of summer |
| Reminds of you of times way before you went under |
| I know you’re trying |
| I know you’re tired |
| Tired of the same old, same old |
| Wishing you could stay home, lay low |
| Tired of the same old, same old |
| Hand me a bible |
| Search for your likeness |
| I couldn’t find it |
| Must be in hiding |
| God bless your kindness |
| Baby face Madonna |
| Born from the fire |
| Thought I was strong |
| But you made me a liar |
| We rest in the quiet |
| I can sense that you like it |
| I know you’re tired |
| Tired of the same old, same old |
| Wishing you could stay home, lay low |
| Tired of the same old, same old |
| No room to breathe |
| We wait in the water |
| Papa told me you’re his favorite daughter |
| So you’ll go to sleep and wake up tomorrow |
| With a head full of bees and mouth full of sorrow |
| No room to breathe |
| (You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all) |
| We wait in the water |
| Papa told me you’re his favorite daughter |
| (You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all) |
| So you’ll go to sleep and wake up tomorrow |
| (You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all) |
| With a head full of bees and mouth full of sorrow |
| (You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all) |
| You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all |
| You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all |
| You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all |
| You went back and bent backwards just to make sense of it all, sense of it all |