Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kolors, artist - Monte Booker. Album song Soulection White Label - Monte Booker, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.06.2016
Record label: Soulection
Song language: English
Kolors |
Oh, oh |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
Oh, oh |
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Purple tree, plus I got this brown in me |
Curly yellow dancin' on me |
Said she smell the green on me |
And she straight from California |
Freaky as she wanna be |
Told me she like boys and girls |
Oh well, that’s okay with me |
And she said |
«My old boo left me blue, I really loved her |
So cold and so cruel, so many colors» |
Play hoes like ProTools, can’t never trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em |
Nah, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em all |
When I think about it, I just want a coupe |
With a lil' boo, with the same coupe as me, different color |
I been gettin' out here |
But really the more known I get |
I just been peepin these niggas' colors |
Since I left the Lou' |
Life ain’t all black and white |
Beautiful, peepin' the different colors |
I could never choose |
I like my booches in bunches |
My babies all different colors |
So what do you say? |
(Ayy) |
Why don’t we dip to the crib or some shit? |
My gang got it crackin' like lips in the wind |
I been burnin' my burdens and sippin; |
on sins |
Whole lot on my plate (Heh) |
Them yams goin' down soon as I get a chance |
Been busy, this music shit tyin' up my hands |
But it’s on when I get ho-ome, yeah, yeah |
When I get home, yeah, yeah |
When I get ho-o-o-o-o-ome |
When I get ho-o-o-o-ome |
When I get ho-o-o-o-o-ome |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Purple tree, plus I got this brown in me |
Curly yellow dancin' on me |
Said she smell the green on me (Ooh) |
And she straight from California |
Freaky as she wanna be |
Told me she like boys and girls |
Oh well, that’s okay with me |
And she said |
«My old boo left me blue, I really loved her» (She said) |
«So cold and so cruel, so many colors» (What she say) |
Play hoes like ProTools, can’t never trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em, trust 'em |
Nah, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em all |
When I get home, yeah, yeah |
When I get ho-o-o-o-o-ome |
When I get ho-o-o-o-ome |
When I get ho-o-o-o-o-ome |
When I get ho-o-o-o-o-ome |
When I get ho-o-o-o-ome |