歌词
作词 : boysdontcry
作曲 : boysdontcry
编曲 : boysdontcry
She don't believe in shootin stars,
But she believe in shoes and cars,
Wood floors in the new apartement,
Coutures from the store's departments,
You more like love to start shit,
I'm more of the, trips to Florida,
Order the hors doeuvres, views of the water,
Straight from a page of your favorite author,
And the weather's so breezy,
Man, why can't life always be this easy,
She in the mirror, dancing so sleazy,
I get a call like "Where are you Yeezy?",
and try to hit you with the ol-wu-wopte,
Till I get flashed by the Papparazzi,
Damn, these niggas get me,
I hate these niggas more than a Nazi,
As I recall I know you love to show off,
But I never thought that you would take it this far,
What do I know,
What do I know,
I know it's been a while sweetheart, we hardly talk,
I was doing my thing,
I know it was foul baby every day lately,
You've been all on my brain,
And if somebody would've told me a month ago,
Frontin though, yo I wouldn't wanna know,
If somebody would've told me a year ago,
It'd go get this difficult,
Feelin like Katrina with no FEMA,
Like Martin with no Gina,
Like a flight with no VISA,
First class with the seat back, I still see ya,
In my past, you on the other side of the glass,
Of my memory's museum, I'm just sayin,
Hey Mona Lisa come home, you know you can't Rome without Ceasar,
As I recall I know you love to show off,
But I never thought that you would take it this far,
But what do I know,
What do I know,
As you recall you know I love to show off,
But you never thought that I would take it this far,
But what do you know,
What do you know.