Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New Orleans , by - The-Dream. Release date: 27.05.2013
Song language: English
New Orleans |
| How can I love this bitch? |
| And at the same time scream and fuck this bitch |
| And at the same time while I fuck this bitch |
| And at the same time had enough of this bitch |
| How can I hold this bitch? |
| And at the same time I don’t know this bitch |
| And at the same time I would cry over this bitch |
| And at the same time I would die over this bitch |
| On Thursday I’ll leave you all alone |
| On Friday you showing up in my songs |
| This Saturday we back on the phone |
| Last Sunday… welcome home |
| I think she put that that New Orleans on me (got me feenin) |
| That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby) |
| I think she put that that New Orleans on me (and I can’t say shit) |
| That New Orleans on me (just sit back and take it) |
| You know that spaghetti feeling in yo chest |
| Say I’ll see ya when I see ya |
| But can’t leave you cause I need you |
| That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin) |
| That New Orleans on me (oh my baby) |
| You know, you know |
| How can I curse this bitch? |
| And at the same time I lust over this bitch |
| At the same time while we fuss up in this bitch |
| And we don’t match but we perfectly fit |
| How can I trust this bitch? |
| She’s so mischievous |
| But it isn’t it obvious? |
| A nigga stuck like Chuck up in this bitch |
| But for real |
| On Thursday I’ll leave you all alone |
| On Friday you showing up in my songs |
| By Saturday we back on the phone |
| It’s Sunday… welcome home |
| I think she put that that New Orleans on me (got me feening) |
| That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby) |
| I think she put that that New Orleans on me (and I can’t say shit) |
| That New Orleans on me (just sit back and take it) |
| You know that spaghetti feeling in yo chest |
| Only see you when I see you |
| But I see ya cause I need ya |
| That that New Orleans on me (it got me feenin) |
| That New Orleans on me (oh my baby) |
| You know, you know |
| I wanna let her go and I wanna tell her no |
| But I don’t wanna be like that, don’t wanna be so bad |
| Don’t wanna make her mad |
| All I know, something’s going wrong |
| Still a nigga trying to hold on hold on hold on hold on |
| Still can’t say so long |
| First she fine, now she in my face |
| Got a nigga feeling okay |
| Say she love me then that’s where I’ve been |
| What the fuck you tryna say? |
| But, whenever I’m on the sides |
| Like she got me high |
| 'Til she put me down, me down, me down |
| But you know what I’m talking 'bout |
| Put that that New Orleans on me (it got me feening) |
| That that New Orleans on me (oh my baby) |