Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Soirée, artist - Torae. Album song Admission Of Guilt, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.01.2017
Record label: Internal Affairs
Song language: English
Soirée |
Breaka dawn til the break of day |
We rocking popping bottles of Spade |
And dancing the problems away…" |
Heyyyy 1 time for the high life |
Always knew this shoulda been my life |
And even if its only for one night |
Then it’s alright cuz we all right |
And we all like living it up |
Drive big cars for broads who be giving it up |
She put on her best dress just to shimmy it up |
It’s no fun less we divie it up word to Nate Dogg |
All I do is spread love how you hate Tor… |
Realest in the room what the fake for |
I’m just tryna give her reason to shake more… |
Bottles to the face fuck it we ain’t pour |
Can’t score, least get an assist |
She drawn to the allure so hard to resist |
So had to insist mami gimme a dance |
Since they love niggas in Paris we did it in France… heyyy |
In Marseille at the old port |
Where new surroundings cover my old thoughts |
And brand new kicks copping my old sport |
I’m tryna cop me a team thinking what Hov thought |
That’s a home court advantage for real |
Gotta keep the money clean once you handed a mill |
And it might get outta hand once you handed a pill |
No sense in still standing, if your standing is still |
So we jamming for real hold ya glass in the air |
Wave your Roley side to side like if Biggie was here |
Nigga ah leave with ya Cassie like Diddy was here |
Might shoot this shit up like if Fiddy was here |
But the city is here its a jiggy affair |
If she giving you the look her intentions is clear |
Tryna put the red bottoms where the ceiling is near |
Bonjour man we get it in here |