Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seven Day Love, artist - Belly. Date of issue: 10.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Seven Day Love |
| You used to hit my phone to make a dick appointment |
| Used to tell me he was nothing but a disappointment |
| Used to watch him suffer for your own enjoyment |
| And he would send you checks for nothing like its unemployment |
| Back to the streets I roam like Caesar’s home |
| I sleep alone don’t need a throne to each his own |
| She’s cold my sheets cold I dream alone |
| Invested in her but now she’d rather be alone |
| I keep a black rose that in the back of a black Rolls |
| That I use like a black hearse no church just black clothes |
| Hold up, I lay back and took the last sip |
| I told her my dick taste like the last bitch |
| Pic reveal, this shit is real |
| And if these drugs don’t kill me I swear these bitches will |
| Your picture on my window sill I just get the chills |
| But somethings missin' from the picture still |
| Layin' in this bed I don’t even sleep |
| Summer come around we don’t even speak |
| Say you goin' away I don’t even reach ya |
| Seven day love got me feelin' weak |
| Oh lord |
| Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord |
| Oh lord |
| I used dream about her even fiend about her |
| Bad bitches she got a team around her |
| I was the plug when she needed power |
| I show up and her leaning like the Pisa tower |
| Life’s a bitch and you can’t |
| Then she broke my heart and left a band-aid |
| I wish we fell in love with our eyes closed |
| Say the word and I’m a show up with the blindfolds |
| Flexin', you always flexin' fuck all your exes |
| You in the baller section tryna teach us all a lesson |
| So I don’t bother calling you don’t bother textin' |
| Ironically I think I get the message |
| Hey |
| I haven’t heard from you in a while |
| I just want to say |
| I just pray that you stay safe |
| Layin' in this bed I don’t even sleep |
| Summer come around we don’t even speak |
| Say you goin' away I don’t even reach ya |
| Seven day love got me feelin' weak |
| Oh lord |
| Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord |
| Oh lord |
| Layin' in this bed I don’t even sleep |
| Summer come around we don’t even speak |
| Say you goin' away I don’t even reach ya |
| Seven day love got me feelin' weak |
| Oh lord |
| Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord |
| Oh lord |