Corrección Letra White Dior (Angel Eyes) par Natalia Kills

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I love you more than all my favourite rappers
I love you more than all my favourite rappers
I love you more than all my favourite rappers
I love you more than all my favourite rappers

Most of these hoes, they gon' lie
Most of these hoes, they gon' try
Most of these hoes hеre to fight you
But no, baby, no, no, no, no, no, not I
Most of these hoеs ordinary
Most these hoes snatch up your money
Most hoes be ghost hoes
Sniff new blow, you say commissary
Now b*t*h in the obituary, right
You don't like 'em c*cky when I say sh*t
Jesus on my chain, do my makeup on a train, b*t*h
stayin' mad, you say I'm acting too Jamaican
Cool like Ronnie Spector, be my b*t*h, I'll be my baby
I'm on that sad girl sh*t for life
Do me right and we gon' be together
We gon' be forever
Don't tell me to smile and we could be forever, baby

I love you more than all my favourite rappers
I love you more than all my favourite rappers
I love you more than all my favourite rappers
I love you more than all my favourite rappers
(Tell the Devil it's done)
I love you more than all my favourite rappers
(F**k me up for the fun)
I love you more than all my favourite rappers
(When you're kissing the gun)
I love you
(That's how you know it's real)
I love you more than all my favourite rappers

Baby, can I get some adoration?
F**k this light rotation
You don't trust me, what's your motivation?
Why your mama treat me like I'm Satan?
My baby want a hole right where his brain is
Pretty boy, Cobain sh*t
Play the [?] with friends up on his veins sh*t
Get a tattoo of my name and break up the next day sh*t
I'm only happy when it's raining
Why your mama treat me like I'm Satan?
Wipe my lipstick off your jeans
F**k your side piece, she gon' be like never
We gon' be forever
Don't tell me to smile and we could be forever, baby

Wrist blood on my white Dior, what we fightin' for?
Cheekbones, lick it like it's pure, keep it in the mattress
Wrist blood on my white Dior, what we fightin' for?
Cheekbones, lick it like it's pure, keep it in the mattress
Wrist blood on my white Dior, what we fightin' for?
Cheekbones, lick it like it's pure, keep it in the mattress
Wrist blood on my white Dior, what we fightin' for?
Cheekbones, lick it like it's pure, keep it in the mattress

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