Kwoat - LUV (Haiti-Mix) lyrics

Tell what you want/ What you really-really wanna do/ When the rudeboy Kwizzy gone come for you/ I got next year's winter and the summer too/ And when the tape drops/ (Everyone Falls) I remember when a n***a tried to f** with you/ You made it seem like I made you uncomfortable/ I got a buzz, now a b**h getting comfortable/ It's too late thot/ (Everyone Falls) I thought you were the ba-ba-ba one/ Imagine me and you can can ba-ba-ba-fun/ Brain so good, make you da-da-da dumb/ Said they coming for son/ But they ain't coming for none/ Hold up a second I just had to get the flow back/ I only call her on a Thursday cuz she a throwback/ Controlla, control- Yeah I control that/ Test me like I'mma hold back/ You better slow that down/ (Yeah) You better slow that down/ I'm always ready cuz I always keep my zoes at bound/ King of the city, but I never show my crown/ If you ain't know that then, you should know that now/ East0side Flatbush, forever repping Ayiti/ Back when I was geeky on the block with anxiety/ Asking for a BigMac, momma paid no mind to me/ And told me to be humble/ And "Go home, go eat your spaghetti,"/ Eye-ya-ya Oh why oh why Where'd you find this guy?/ Buzzing through the city in the night like a firefly/ I can see where enemies lie through my tiger eyes/ n***as done tried to get me lined/ Least the kind of tried/ Yeah, I'm done replying to you guys We ain't meant to be friends/ I'm done trying with you guys/ I done burned a couple bridges here fighting with you guys/ My n***as riding till they die/ You n***as dying for a ride/ (You n***as!) You n***as crying to be signed/ You treat music like a hoddy/ sh** is science to me guys/ I love all my day ones, and I'll be biased to these guys/ And they they lions to pride/ You n***as lying for your prides/ (You n***as!) Tell me what you want/ What you really-really wanna do/ When the rude boy Kwizzy gone come for you/ Nobody, Nobody gonna comfort you/ How dumb are you? I'm k**ing all of you/ I been in my tent for so many, many, many days/ I ain't got no friends any-anyways/ Still a n***a get sent for any day/ Wap kon George/ (Everyone Falls) Vini m pale cherie/ Mwen gen pawol pou 'konte ou/ Vini m pale doudou