Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zone One, artist - SuteDate of issue: 13.11.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Zone One |
| You belong to the city |
| Got your lipstick smeared |
| I was driving round town must have missed you there |
| Then you disaapeared |
| God damn |
| It’s prophecy |
| I mean you gotta be a goddess |
| (I'm on my way to heights I can’t explain the flight year |
| If all you want is time baby I got your time yeah) |
| Ovid n' rolling |
| Pheromones on me you must not know me |
| I do not hold these |
| Women i’m OG you must have noticed |
| Maybe i should play game lose again |
| They say you learn from failure that’s your truest friend |
| So i’ma keep pushing till the very end |
| My desire fit push me to the other end |
| I’m zoned |
| Trying to have a real thing all i see are clones |
| Riding through the city all alone |
| Now i got em' feeling like i’m heading for the throne |
| My x want it bad now she’s texting on my phone |
| And i’m heading to her home |
| I’m talking back in the back in the back of the day |
| Maybe you taught me just how to behave |
| I was the one that you thought you could save |
| Maybe you lost me |
| All cause i lost it instead |
| Still at the back of head |
| What can i say |
| Still wanna grab on your hair |
| Touch on your thighs |
| We could do it anywhere |
| Problem is i’ll disappear |
| You can find me up in Zone 6 |
| Had to meet up with the old chick |
| Guilty pleasure |
| My name getting bigger so i’m taking plenty measures |
| She led me to her box so i’ll find the hidden treasure |
| She putting in that work even when it’s time for leisure |
| No pressure baby |
| These kids out in abj they living crazy |
| My ashawo life fit kill me I was hoping you can save me Wassup |
| Damn, girl see you remind me of the city lights |
| Them indoors lean and henny nights |
| I wanna take you to the city heights |
| Metaphor, Aso Rock no be Paris, chei |
| I swear your body is a craft tho |
| See thank god for that ass tho |
| But deep down baby mad cold |
| She the type to pour her sorrows in her twitter drafts tho |
| We multi tasking in the bathroom |
| You know in there we do not have rules |
| Splish splash with the waves |
| Whipped it out oh my days |
| Baby knows that I’m a bad goon |
| After that sip some dusse |
| From asokoro you know we hit dutse |
| Like ciara man her body was a party |
| Getting naughty |
| Got her club going up on a tuesday |
| Got the club going up |