Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perkosex , by - D-Block Europe. Release date: 08.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Perkosex |
| Sometimes, I ask my lady «Why me?» |
| «Why me though, ya narsayee?» |
| This ain’t no love song |
| Ski-ski, ski-ski, ski-ski |
| Ski, ski |
| I don’t want anybody else |
| Anybody else but you |
| I don’t want anybody else (Skrrt, yeah) |
| Anybody else but you |
| I had to get up and leave (Yeah) |
| I had to let this shit breathe |
| Emotional times, she weak |
| I can’t let the pain sink in, no speak |
| She ain’t got time for the 'Gram, she works |
| All about her brain, she study, she learns |
| Still up in the street when I met you at first |
| Girl, you hold me up and that’s down to Earth, yeah |
| Chanel for your feet, and I even thought about a wedding ring (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| I get love on the street, and I can put that on everything (On everything) |
| They see the pain in my eyes, baby girl, I’m off medicine (I'm off medicine) |
| I just spoke to slime in jail, he gotta stay positive and that’s the shit I |
| keep tellin' him |
| Codeine on my flight while I reminisce |
| Girl, I think I need to stay ahead of this |
| I had shots in my mouth like a peppermint |
| My niggas OT like terrorists |
| If I bust down a brick, that’s a homerun (Yeah) |
| Call up Poppy just to hold one |
| Bro take the line, control one |
| When I came in this game, I got no love |
| The pain ain’t lettin' me go (Uh-huh) |
| Crazy how the love dies down but the memories don’t (Mm-hmm) |
| Crazy how you spoke everyday, now you’re lettin' 'em go (Lettin' 'em go) |
| Hearts don’t break even at the end of the road |
| Now I got my weed and its rolled, oh, no (Uh-huh) |
| I don’t want anybody else |
| Anybody else but you (Yeah, I need a real one) |
| I don’t want anybody else (To be my backbone) |
| Anybody else but you (For real, for real) |
| Back then, I used to love you hard |
| You signed up for a drug dealer, not a drug user |
| And one of my toxic traits is I love too much, for real |
| But I ain’t that good at receiving it |
| And I’ma just pull out, deceiving it |
| And show you how much I been fiendin' it |
| New coupe, I look clean in it |
| Bow down and believe in it |
| In the back with the screens in here |
| Red seats, ice cream in it |
| Just pray that my princess straight by the end of my life, yeah |
| So I make sure the pack gets done by the end of the night, yeah |