Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Pretender, artist - Russ. Album song 5280, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Russ My Way
Song language: English
The Pretender |
We made our work at the shoe store |
I’m at the the mall, near the food court |
I know I probably shouldn’t shoot for it |
But her accent had me feeling like it’s do or |
Live with regret wondering «What if?» |
So I picked her up, copped a quarter, got some blunts lit |
Wasn’t tryna rush it, we was just chill |
Listen to my music while cruising through ATL |
Under the late night spell, anything could happen |
And when it did it was lights, camera, action |
Started out laughing but she ended up crying |
In between the yelling and the cheating and the lying |
I told her that «I'm trying but I’m on my college shit» |
When I get back we gone talk about this blonde chick |
Home please don’t leave, I need more time |
I told her «Even though I’m gone don’t acknowledge it» |
We can just pretend, yeah |
That I ain’t even gone |
Baby girl, let’s pretend |
Yeah, so let’s pretend |
That I ain’t even gone |
Baby girl, let’s pretend |
Yeah |
Yeah, go 'head and rock that little ponytail |
She said she won’t give me head but she’ll show me tail |
You know me well, not well enough |
But you’ve always been a rider so you get it rough |
And baby this ain’t apple cider in my cup |
Sometimes I toy with her emotions just to wind her up |
My light is up, the sun is down |
Too many questions so I’m giving her the runaround |
Like I don’t know when I’m gonna see you |
She believe’s my lies, I’m just hoping she don’t see through |
My life is like a movie, I’m still getting through the previews |
All she want is time but my time is a |
That’s a Jew so my presence is a gem |
But let me see those ruby red lips getting in |
She love’s the smell of Gucci on my neck |
Let’s pretend this life ain’t mine and this night won’t end |
Let’s pretend, yeah, yeah |
And let’s pretend |
That I ain’t even gone |
Baby girl, let’s pretend |
Yeah, we can still pretend |
Yeah, they say «It's good when you get it"and I got it |
Little Latino rolling around, blowing chronic |
I know her name but I won’t say it, she’s psychotic |
She would probably try and stick her hands in my pockets |
And I would probably try and stick her man in a coffin |
I know that we planned to find love but we lost it |
Used to hit the park after dark, I would talk shit |
You would giggle as I scribbled all over your conscience |
Rolling paper places, come and lay down in my cockpit |
Says she’s never done it, but she says she want’s it |
I tell her «You're too good for a first time novice» |
She tells me that «It's love, that’s her word, it’s her promise» |
I tell her «No way chica, chica just be honest» |
She tells me that I’m lying |
I say «You're being modest» |
But fuck it anyway because it’s over, I should stop this |
Yeah it’s over, I should stop this |
But we can still pretend, yeah |
That we ain’t even gone |
Baby girl, let’s pretend |
Yeah, so let’s pretend |
Yeah, and let’s pretend |
Let’s pretend |