Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song After You've Gone, artist - Earl Hines.
Date of issue: 11.07.2021
Song language: English
After You've Gone |
Cool — |
As a summer breeze, |
Pimpin is nothin to me. |
Roll up the purple and breathe, |
Sit back and fuck up the beat. |
Them niggas be hatin' |
But them niggas suckas to me. |
Who here is fucking with me? |
It’s not a discussion, |
I be in my own class, |
Bitch I got them cold raps. |
I fuck the world; |
I’ll fuck your girl |
And give them both a orgasm. |
Leave your show cancelled, |
Leave 'em with no answer: |
The master of my domain, |
Yes I am no costanza. |
First I have potential, |
Now I got them answers. |
I’m smoking on that voodoo |
And that’s word to papa shango |
Cooler than a fan circulating |
When they dancing in my face |
I get my chance now I’m a take it. |
So, lord forgive me for my indirect sinnin' |
Am I cheating on this woman |
If I’m gettin' naked pictures from another |
A lover |
And I’m always gonna want it |
But let me be 100 |
See monogamy’s redundant |
Sometimes you find the one |
Sometimes you give it up |
Sometimes you buy the ring |
With no problems you will love |
Sometimes it ain’t what’s up |
Sometimes you play the fool |
So for now I’m doing me |
And I’m finding it’s cool… |
I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing |
But they not like me |
I’m getting all this lovin' |
All this money |
That’s how it is and how it’s gon be |
A-a-and then |
When you’re ballin |
When you’re ballin |
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline |
hatin') |
But I’m too high up I can’t hear what they sayin' |
A-a-and then |
Definition of cold: |
Ice, 30 below |
Champagne, foreign names in my pool. |
Take you home, |
Let you sleep in my clothes, |
Roll some weed |
The homies ain’t gotta know |
Get you high |
Keep it on the low |
All this paper I fold |
Meetin' fuckin hos on the road |
It’s takin it’s toll |
Now how you think |
Don’t even speak |
Unless you talkin franklins |
Ran out of weed but see |
I kept a g and brought a joint to bake so… |
It’s cool… |
Haha |
So cool my bitch got no shoes |
My whip is new but I’m playin old school |
Always keep it up to date |
That’s why the hos choose. |
Yesterday’s paper, |
That’s why you old news. |
Hating on my team until they see we won’t lose. |
Homey used to be a player, |
Now I coach fools |
On how to get your money, |
Live it and spend it |
Just how you’re supposed to |
Call some bitches to roll through and… |
It’s cool… |
What is hittin' for |
My niggas is winning though |
Everywhere I’m at |
I make you feel like it is 10 below |
It ain’t nothing yo |
Let me change the temperature |
And do I need to mention when |
A-a-and then |
What is hittin' for |
My niggas is winning though |
Everywhere I’m at |
I make you feel like it is 10 below |
It ain’t nothing yo |
Let me change the temperature |
And do I need to mention when |
A-a-and then |
I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing |
But they not like me |
I’m getting all this lovin' |
All this money |
That’s how it is and how it’s gon be |
A-a-and then |
When you’re ballin |
When you’re ballin |
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline |
hatin') |
But I’m too high up I can’t hear what they sayin' |
A-a-and then |
Back in my zone |
Fresh out the b.e.tizzi |
Shout out bieber and nikki |
Tell mr. |
hill we ain’t trippin, we cool |
I’m blowin sticky |
I’m blowin out of that lex |
I’m living with no regrets |
Well I’m getting over my exes |
Access granted: |
Take a step up to my world cause |
My niggas is thorough cut |
Sip until I hurl up, oca |
Hold up |
I got bitches sewed up |
What cha all niggas know about it |
My kick game is world cup |
It’s cool… |
World cup I know that they don’t get me |
I keep them bitches clean |
Though my sneakers game is messy |
Due to my under sellin' |
No I did not get that bentley |
But this amg I do for nothing |
And you niggas won’t catch me |
Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition |
I just wanna rep my hood |
So I be good if I don’t get rich |
I’m good if y’all don’t listen |
Just catch me out the district |
And I’m probably in some limited edition |
They ain’t never shippin' |
Sometimes you do get dough |
Sometimes you get the cheese |
Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see |
Sometimes you do get broke |
Sometimes you be on need |
But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze |
It’s cool… |
I hear them talking and they all saying they doing they thing |
But they not like me |
I’m getting all this lovin' |
All this money |
That’s how it is and how it’s gon be |
When you’re ballin' |
When you’re ballin' |
You can see 'em major fans watch em niggas on the sideline hatin' (sideline |
hatin') |
But I’m too high up I can’t hear what they sayin' |