Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Complicated, artist - Deanté Hitchcock. Album song Good, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Do Better
Song language: English
Complicated |
| Smoke that, Jack, Henn |
| Two shots, oh I’m faded |
| Work your body so amazing |
| Ain’t no need to complicate it |
| Course I feel like we could be something |
| Girl I’m saying, why you wanna complicate it? |
| I don’t wanna complicate it |
| Look, look, look |
| Now I done did a lot of dirt in my past days |
| But she know me, yeah she know me so she still love me |
| She send me butt-naked pictures and it’s still lovely |
| But for future reference dress it up and make it real for me |
| She like you must be in your feelings or something |
| The way you spit it, you should make a No Ceilings or something |
| She know the chance to find it better is a million in one |
| Ain’t even fucked her and she know that I’m as real as they come, get it? |
| Give it a minute, this may take awhile |
| Shawty say she tired of the jerks like a Jamaican child |
| No Chris Brown, but I promise that I could take you down |
| Up there in the attic and frankly don’t need to make a sound |
| Wait, you gone scream later |
| Aye girl the D major |
| That’s why I got you hitting notes like Fantasia |
| The stick shift, sex drive on speed racer |
| But ima let you finish first, I’m a team player |
| Smoke that, Jack, Henn |
| Two shots, oh I’m faded |
| Work your body so amazing |
| Ain’t no need to complicate it |
| Course I feel like we could be something |
| Girl I’m saying, why you wanna complicate it? |
| I don’t wanna complicate it |
| Aye look I used to be a nice guy but girl now the pimping so real |
| Say the pimping so real |
| Cause even before we met, God put me on a mission so real |
| Aye yeah a mission so real |
| When it come to me and your ex nigga, girl the difference so real |
| Like magic, your boy got a Gryffindor feel |
| Tell Jhené Aiko that I’m with it for real |
| Eat the booty like a three-course meal |
| Wait a minute, look |
| Aye nah I’m playing but fuck it, it made you laugh right? |
| She ain’t even know I’m finna blow like bagpipes |
| Sweatpants, hair tied, 'Best I Ever Had' type |
| Drop-dead gorgeous, prolly met you in my past life (woah) |
| One in a million, you a rare type |
| Now bend it over let me beat it like a snare type |
| I long stroke when I’m in it, that pussy air tight |
| And if the head right, I be there every night |
| Glory to god, you a blessing for real |
| Throw it, I catch it, quit running, be still |
| Butt-booty naked, she dressing to kill |
| We make a movie then Netflix and chill |
| You searching all of your questions like I got the answers |
| Unsure what your destiny is |
| Smoke that, sip this, pour something |
| Pretty soon we be back on our same old shit like |
| Smoke that, Jack, Henn |
| Two shots, oh I’m faded |
| Work your body so amazing |
| Ain’t no need to complicate it |
| Course I feel like we could be something |
| Girl I’m saying, why you wanna complicate it? |
| I don’t wanna complicate it |