Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Never Argue, artist - Dave East. Album song Karma, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2017
Record label: FTD
Song language: English
We Never Argue |
We never argue |
We never argue |
My lil' rider |
Uh |
We never argue, I be in motion, soon as I’m free, I’ma call you |
When I was broke I couldn’t get next to you |
Now it’s a dub for the walk through |
That’s twenty thousand |
She say I’m childish |
I got the Range with no mileage |
They think I got me a stylist |
We walk up in Gucci we wildin' |
I’m tryna fuck on an island |
I’m tryna match up our diamonds |
She see me on TV, she smiling |
We always on FaceTime, we bonding |
I just want her in Chanel fits |
I told her come out on the road with me |
Don’t be believing them pictures, she told me I always got too many hoes with me |
If you wanna put on my chain, you might as well come out and stand in the cold |
with me |
Hittas every where I go, when I’m in Miami, know I got them Zoes with me |
Gabe got me with a froze pinkie, all she wanna smoke is big dope |
Remember ridin' on a 10 speed, now I’m in a condo with 10 hoes |
I told my mama, «Let her rent go,"the fuck you think I’m going in for |
I’m in these streets with these other hoes, you was mine trust I would’ve been |
home |
I just want you feelin' comfortable, all these other niggas wanted you |
I see that ass from infront of you, you talkin' bitches I be done for you |
We never argue, I be in motion, soon as I’m free, I’ma call you |
When I was broke I couldn’t get next to you |
Now it’s a dub for the walk through |
That’s twenty thousand |
She say I’m childish |
I got the Rov' with no mileage |
They think I got me a stylist |
We walk up in Gucci we wildin' |
We never argue, I be in motion, soon as I’m free, I’ma call you |
When I was broke I couldn’t get next to you |
Now it’s a dub for the walk through |
That’s twenty thousand |
She say I’m childish |
I got that foreign no mileage |
They think I got me a stylist |
We walk up in Louis we wildin' |
I done did bad, know I got a past, I think I was living too fast, boo |
I know you mad, the money came fast, they staring at me when I pass thru |
I got a bag and you got a bag, you get me right out of a bad mood |
You do anything that I ask you, just wanna know if I could have you |
A nigga that’s gon' harass you |
You smell the kush on me soon as I pass you |
You like it rough, I can tell when I grab you |
Bentley truck with a blunt and I’m gassin' |
So bad, she don’t have to speak |
It ain’t fashion week but she killin' her fit |
Get up in it, I be killin' the shit |
Got me thinkin' how I’m livin' and shit |
Got me thinkin' why I deal with these chicks |
She the type I want some memories with |
Everyday I’m watching Benjamins flip |
Something 'bout her make my energy switch |
Living life that my enemies wish |
We 'bout to link up, make this interview quick |
On my body, but we still in the whip |
I’m in a rush, I got millions to get |
Smoke a blunt, call my loc up, like, «Cause, you think she could deal with kids? |
He said, «Yo cause, really feelin' this chick» |
Fuck all that, I’m bout to chill with my bitch |
I’m in the studio, she in the covers |
She cook me a dinner, I bought me some rubbers |
Probably record 'till like 5 in the morning |
I come home and eat it like I ain’t had nothin' |
I ain’t had nothin' that had me like this |
She look me right in my eyes when we kiss |
Listening to Biggie, just me and my bitch |
I’m 'bout to get busy, I’m back on my shit |
I ain’t had nothing that had me like this |
Bend it over, have her runnin' and shit |
Listening to Biggie just me and my bitch |
I’m bout to get busy, I’m back on my shit |
We never argue |
I be in motion, soon as I’m free, I’ma call you |
When I was broke I couldn’t get next to you |
Now it’s a dub for the walk through |
That’s twenty thousand |
She say I’m childish |
I got the Rov' with no mileage |
They think I got me a stylist |
We walk up in Gucci we wildin' |
We never argue |
I be in motion, soon as I’m free, I’ma call you |
When I was broke I couldn’t get next to you |
Now it’s a dub for the walk through |
That’s twenty thousand |
She say I’m childish |
I got that foreign no mileage |
They think I got me a stylist |
We walk up in Louis we wildin' |