Lyrics Sloo - Last Night In Paris

Sloo

When I’m in your city ain’t on the low
Run your mouth my g’s will fucking show up
Bitches know what they here for
They wanna turn up but won’t fuck, I’m gone
Get high real fast, I crash real slow
Bust it open, can you take it all
From the bathroom to the bedroom floor
We gon' roll
We gon' roll
Her phone ring, we both ignore
And girl
You looking kinda
And girl you’re so fine
Riding with my niggas lately
I’ve been told
You’ve been on a low
Sipping on that red wine
Hanging with my niggas lately
Look
You play with your phone while you chill in the passenger seat of the Benz
I should of been speaking to you from the start, but I spoke to your friends
We talked about being at war with ourselves and about making amends
And that’s when she told me her name I forgot and she told me again
I still couldn’t name you all now girl, I must of been off on a next ting
The arc on your back in the nudes that you send 3am when we sexting
The smile on your face, look I know you like that, girl you said it’s the best
ting
And we were both hurt over different shit but I guess it’s a blessing
Your bitch keep calling my name
(See the real you when you you’re vex)
(See the real you when we sex)
(Room with a view and a bed)
Talking like you do it, you do it the same
(See the real you when you you’re vex)
(See the real you when we sex)
(Room with a view and a bed)
Didn’t want to know till she come to a show
(See the real you when you you’re vex)
(See the real you when we sex)
(Room with a view and a bed)
And now she see the come up and blowing up my phone
A land beyond here
Is where we’re from
Fucked up thoughts mixed with
Filled lungs
We all do this
As well as we can
This is more than just a minor hobby
In fact this is life