DRAKE - Diced Pineapples lyrics
rate mefeaturing Tyga WaleUh, my isis goddess, a peach garden, sipping Merlot, beach bums,Bumping Bob Marley, a reggae party, shirt Cavalli, dressed highly.Highly infatuated, spending what you call life savingsHi, ladies, nice day, aint it?South France, meet my new lady, canvas face paintings,If God want me, youd be more jealous than honey.Id back track, hop on the right track when a new somebody.Now lets back track two years, where I met you at,Night life, popping bottles, acting like you wasnt impressed withthat.That shit, I do for you, I never lack, need that, got that, never did Isecond guess.Took you out that C-Class, put you in that SLS, no more Southwest, nowits like private jets.Now all you got is ex roommates, cause all you got now is too muchroom space, shoe space.Same days but a different day, everything sweet, peace, till a niggabe down and out.Same shit you said yesterday, cant take no more of your shitcause I can do better without you, better without you, better withoutyou.I can do better without you, better without you, better without you.Symbolic tattoos, cover the scar, heart tell em love move,cause of you Ill probably never accept whats due, exceptwhats due,Exempt from them nights I couldve been single, tooMoonlight dinner, dark denim, how we losing, we was up in the ninth ending,The nights ending, attitude on fire chariot, aint toohilarious, find it embarrassing, you crazy bitch.All I wanted was pompons, hug and a kiss,Thought you rooting for this team, saw you on some other shit.Acting out publicly, fans recording the shit,Why you cant play your part and act accordingly?I guess thats all me, rubbing off on me, rubbing off on you, now yougot an ego, too.Tell her spread far like an eagle do, I dont want nothing to do withyou, Im through with you.Call me crazy, should at least be calling,Feels better when you let it out, dont it, girl?Know its easy to get caught up in the momentWhen you say cause youre mad and you take it all back.And we fuck all night till things get right,And we fuck all night till things get right.Stuck in my body, probably cant live without her,Know this is sour, let me kiss on the phone.Mission accomplished, youre increasing your heart rate,And I will never rescue me with the peak of your mountain.Eager to show you, thinking that I should know youYoure eager to work, perfect, I cant employ you.Designer shall spoil you, rub you down with the oil,Then get on the higher tree, gonna get the climb as a coil, hold up.Its showing up, some Asian provocator,Send you out the drawers, will patiently get you off.Hate when they get you anxious, hate when they get to door,Like to get deep, but I hate to get too deeply involved.How sweet is you? Let me see some proof.Fuck, make the pussy talk, I like to make it sing its tunes.All we need is wait, we dont need no room,Right now Im trying and we dont need to spoon.Call me crazy, should at least be calling,Feels better when you let it out, dont it, girl?Know its easy to get caught up in the momentWhen you say cause youre mad and you take it all back.And we fuck all night till things get right,And we fuck all night till things get right.Better without you.I can do better without you, better without you.And we fuck all night till things get right, ah, yeah.
