Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Eternal, artist - Chance The Rapper. Album song The Big Day, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Chance the Rapper
Song language: English
Eternal |
Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh |
Side niggas can’t dance like this, no |
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no |
Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh |
Side niggas can’t stamp like this, uh-uh |
Yeah, yeah (You know what time it is), yeah, yeah, yeah |
What you know about this? |
This before your time |
I used to two-step in the 019 |
I always been fine, this is not new wine |
I just happened to find a way to live my whole life in my prime |
Side niggas don’t look this good, can’t cook this good |
Can’t fuck this good, can’t get right |
You send him to the store and forget that he left |
You send me to the store, I come back with a chef |
I’ll come back out of breath |
While your side nigga sittin' at the club with a booty on his chin like a cleft |
I don’t never want two that’s the same as the next |
I made the three more famous than Steph |
No cap, that’s a roundhouse kick to a Jameson’s neck |
I got a Jada Pinkett keeping sure my shame is in check |
Cross-legged in the dojo, my master, mentor |
Side chicks can’t take out splinters |
Side chicks make they Kool-Aid with Splenda |
Side chicks can’t come to Auntie Linda’s house |
They gon' send her off, they gon' send her out |
To buy more things that they hid in the couch |
Don’t you know that side niggas can’t cop no Tesla? |
Pull up in a ring like wrestlers |
Pop out at the soccer game with the VVS’s and a bunch of snacks |
Model X Falcon, backseat, doing jumping jacks |
20−1-9, I want it one of a kind |
2020, I’ma be ahead of my time |
Twenty thousand leagues, the biggest fish in the pond |
But if you never go fishing, it’s something you’ll never find |
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever) |
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby) |
I know some shawties that’ll blast for me over blasphemy |
And throw that ass for me, show my last to sleep |
Huh, slow motion so I had to see |
Before you start, fill my glass, wipe my glasses |
I love her passion, ooh (Sweet) |
I drank my passionfruit (Sweet) |
I’m runnin' through your organs like when I pass the hoop |
I wanna pass the ball, I don’t pass the ball |
I’m Kobe, baby, I ate it up |
I ain’t ate all month, you lookin' like a plate of lunch |
Sentiment was edgy if she let her get stoned |
Almost fell in love, I hurt my heart from these songs |
Terminally known, she can feel it in the stones |
Now she giving me ultimatums |
I told her I hate tomatoes, some chances, I gotta take 'em |
I can’t see for the life of me |
Why all these hoes like me when I got wifey |
Side chicks can’t do flat twists |
Bet a dollar you could buy me a Brisk (Yeah, yeah) |
Side chicks can’t cook no grits |
Grits, nigga, grits |
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever) |
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby) |
Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh |
Side niggas can’t dance like this, no |
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no |
Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh |
Side niggas can’t stamp like this, uh-uh |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
(Oh yeah) |