Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song South Central , by - Cold Callers. Release date: 21.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
South Central |
| Ay, uh, I’m gonna see it all fade away |
| Ay, uh, fiendin' for meaning in shades of grey |
| Ay, uh, she gonna wish it all stays the same |
| Ay, uh, countered the way that she made the claim |
| Are you feeling alive, (are you feeling alive?) |
| Darling your fucking with dynamite, (bitch I’m the bomb) |
| Ready to die? |
| (are you ready to die?) |
| Can you survive until paradise? |
| (coming along?) |
| The vibes new, thinking I like you |
| This vice soothes, under the right moon |
| Baby we finna south central |
| If feel that peace, running out on my mental |
| Rolling out the wreath, if her flower instrumental |
| 'fore my drive on E, imma drop pussy for petrol |
| Essential |
| I didn’t know that we’d be here |
| I didn’t know I believe I fear |
| I didn’t know remedies near |
| I didn’t know I could see clear |
| And in the moment, my inner ear |
| Been hearing the things would interfere |
| Now I’ve come to be cavalier, hoping you can tell me |
| What is love, i don’t think that i will ever know |
| She lost her way when she was tryna get to my soul |
| I told her pussy ain’t gon' push me, you should let it go |
| Now tell me are you really ready for this pot of gold |
| What is love, what is trust |
| What is the meaning of both of us |
| They tried to tell us we ain’t old enough |
| While we drowning in a pool of lust |
| What is truth, what is just |
| You coming with me or you playing tough |
| Either way when the sun rise if you’re not here imma stay warm |
| I just might die from this feeling but at the same time its keeping me alive |
| She wanna drown in wave and i told her I’m ready when she wants to dive |
| I want a lady who captures my spirit whenever I look in her eyes/ |
| She says she knows what I like |
| I live in her lap I’m a slave to this thighs |
| She lost her way, just another day |
| Trying to find the fruits of yesterday |
| It was me and her under the purple rain |
| Trying to find a new terrain |
| Her flesh was sweet like sugar cane/ |
| I ate it up and let the beast away/ |
| Then I took her to another plane/ |
| And nothing stayed the same/ |
| Baby we finna south central |
| If feel that peace, running out on my mental |
| Rolling out the wreath, if her flower instrumental |
| 'fore my drive on E, imma drop pussy for petrol |
| Essential |
| Ay, uh, I’m gonna see it all fade away |
| Ay, uh, fiendin' for meaning in shades of grey |
| Ay, uh, she gonna wish it all stays the same |
| Ay, uh, countered the way that she made the claim |