Kid Cudi feat. MJ))))) - Erase Me(раздувчик) | Текст песни

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• Kid Cudi feat. MJ)))))
• Erase Me(раздувчик)

[Verse 1 - Kid Cudi]
She said I don't spend time like I really should
She said she don't know me
Anymore
I think she hates me deep down, I know she does
She wants to erase me
A couple days, no talking, I see my baby
And this what she tells me

[Hook]
She said: I keep on running, keep on running, and nothing works
I can't get away from you, no
I keep on ducking, keep on ducking you, nothing helps
I can't stop missing you

[Verse 2 - Kid Cudi]
It's like I'm her new nightmare, she ain't escaping
It makes me feel a bit complete
Knowing someone you love don't feel the same way about ya
Memories they soon delete
A couple weeks, no talking, I see my baby
I missed you so damn much
Hey, I wish we could start over, I told my baby
This what this bitch tells me

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Yeah, cause I'm in the magazines, on the TV
No matter where you are, you might hear me
I'm in the magazines, on the TV
No matter where you go, you might see me

[Verse 3 - Kanye West]
I'm Yeezy, she say "Hi, I'm Aria"
No, you a angel, you wave "Hi" to Aaliyah
I got a show in Korea, they built a new arena
Why don't you come and watch a nigga tear the whole scene up
I know I seen you before, but don't know where I seen ya
Oh I remember now, it's something that I dreamed of
Don C says she cool, but don't let her fuck your cream up
Monica Lewinsky on the dress, you take her to the cleaners
Sure enough, a week later, I'm at extra love
And everybody know she's mine so she extra plugged
Every bouncer, every club show her extra love
We just praying the new fame don't get the best of us
But all good things gotta come to a en-a
She let it go to her head, "No, not my Aria"
The height of her shopping was writer's blocking me
I couldn't get my shit out anyway, I hope you die Aria!

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j cole can't get enough:
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[Intro]
(Ahhh) Cole World
(Ahhh) Southside
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
(Ahhh) Eastside, Westside, worldwide
Ride out

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Now I ain’t got no kids yet, but this right here’s for practice
I hate to get the seats in the Benz wet, but that’s how good yo’ ass is
Make an old man get his glasses
Make Wesley pay his taxes
Then follow yo’ moves all week on Twitter
Probably make a gay nigga reconsider
You now rocking with the best, mayne, dress game down to the sex game
Won’t brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne
Let you play with the stick - Ovechkin
She calling, she texting, she’s falling, but lemme explain
Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl, ’cause a nigga don’t play them ex games
No! Straight sexing, no handcuff or arresting
And I ain’t coming offa my last name, ’cause I really can’t take no stressing
‘Bout where I done been, who I done hit
Your homegirl saying, “He a bad boy”
But I’m signed to the Roc
No time for the gossip, bitch, put down them tabloids

[Hook: Trey Songz & J. Cole]
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My homegirls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”

She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I-Need-That)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I-Need-That)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good God, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that”

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Hey, Globetrotter, Cole hotter
Even way out in London town
Hoes holla ’cause they love my sound
And I got love for the underground
Kweli, Pimp C
H-town where Bun get down
Met a bad bitch that’ll cut all night, that’ll suck all night, you just cut off lights
Almost missed my flight, tryna get my last little nut, all right?