Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 3 Days 3 Hours, artist - Wale. Album song Free Lunch, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.09.2018
Record label: Maybach, Warner
Song language: English
3 Days 3 Hours |
Can’t be without you, baby |
Not even for a night |
And so I’ve been thinking lately |
Of being with you for all time |
Mmm, it’s 4:30 in Eastern time where I’m at, shorty |
In the A.M., I’m sayin' though, where you at, shorty? |
I’m happy without you but got my doubts, shorty |
Like, like if my currency dry out, would you be out thirsty? |
Would your mind want me, like your soul want me? |
When I go down on you, I drown for quarter centuries |
You a whole globe, you a whole earth |
And I’m a troubled millionaire that fears you know your worth |
Absence makes the heart grow, fonder so we ponder |
On the things we gon' do, when distance ain’t a problem |
Our intentions, they was honest, we was cordial, we was talkin' |
We was hidin', there was no one, we was lyin', it was fuckin' |
Foreplay with your body divided now |
It’s forehead kisses before my flight departed, that |
Showed me the feelings, 'bout to play with that |
Three days away, three hours back, hold on |
Can’t be without you, baby |
Not even for a night |
(Wale! Wale! Wale! Wale! Wale! Wale! Wale! Wale!) |
And so I’ve been thinking lately |
I don’t got no voice, who got my phone? |
Who got my phone? |
You got my phone? |
Of being with you for all time |
Mm, she called me? |
Hold on now |
You have reach the voicemail box |
Hol' up, mm |
Just got off the stage, know you sleepin', but wait, look |
Just lost my voice for this crowd I only seen your face in |
Everywhere but these women real as a fairy tale |
Can barely talk but you hit my line, I’ma hear you well |
I need that vibe from you 'cause spendin' time on this bus |
Take the power from my brain, in 'tween your thighs they should rest |
We alive, we in love, we can die if we don’t |
If monogamy you want then share your time with Pornhub (ha!) |
I’m just playin', just need you, know I’m lonely |
Green Tea, Ricola and Honey Gold |
We missin' each other more so we horny or don’t speak |
Three hours apart, cool, two days and you seein' me |
My vocals is now shot, call up doctor, steroid me |
Cortisone 'til my quarter zone is back as your toy please |
I know you don’t need nothin' but what I got |
Two days away, three hours back, goodnight |
Can’t be without you, baby |
We one tomorrow away from celebratin' that |
That very tomorrow’s the day |
Not even for a night |
I know it’s late but I’ma hit you later |
And so I been thinking lately |
Of being with you for all time |
I’m on the way, you know |
Once you know my voice back |
Cause see like 100 forevers plus a day |
Since I last seen the livin' embodiment of my forever face to face |
And I might just inject your body with knowledge |
Your body with style, you’ll be flyer than Rox Brown |
Okay, I’m lyin', nobody flyin' than Rox |
But I might just get in a half squat position |
And proposition you with a shiny rock under an open box |
So the onlookers can understand that we all official |
We all just kids lookin' for the first love we ever injected |
So whenever I’m never next to you |
I never look to the next woman even on her best moment to bestowed |
A stove you kept warm for me, as I kept distance, you kept cookin' |
Sugar, we went from three days and three hours |
'til we two days and three hours to, «Girl he think he Darius Lovehall |
He walkin' down the street writin' poetry |
To make the between yo' knees feel like you need balance» |
And I see you alot but I see you on camera |
So it seem like a lie when I say I need to see us together |
From three days to two days, from two days to today |
From today to tonight, from tonight to forever |
I’m up the street |