Correction Paroles Truly Yours (Remix) par Eric Bellinger

Featuring(s) : DOM KENNEDY, The Game & Phabo

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[Intro: The Game & Eric Bellinger]
What's up with you?
My name Jayceon
Oh, you already knew, right? (Ooh, oh, ooh-woah, oh, oh)
Yeah I'm from Westside, Bompton
I mean, Westside, Compton (Oh, oh-oh, oh, woah, oh, ooh)
Nah, nah-nah, nah, ain't no thug I just look like this (Yeah, girl, yeah, girl, oh, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Oh, these?
Nah, these my brother Chucks (Oh, ooh-ooh)
He be, he put the red strings in 'em
He be playin' around and shit (Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh)
Where you from though?
Yeah, yeah-yeah
Oh, oh, ooh-woah
Baby
Yeah, yeah, woah, ooh-woah, ooh-woah
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, oh, yeah, ooh-wee
Uh, I nevеr wanna spend my life with any one but you, babе

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
Ayy, no thank you, I'm boolin' (No cap)
Ayy, I'm chillin', we coolin', yeah (Yeah, yeah)
On top of the mountain yeah, (Real, so high)
Overlookin' the ruins, oh-oh, oh-oh
It's so easy, yeah, ayy (It's Eazy)
'Cause we could be off the grid for a while
Or AirBnB'n in the City long as you with me
I ain't really worried 'bout a thing (I ain't worried 'bout a thing)
Ayy, tell your girls that you're busy
Out here tryna cater to a king (Top five with it, yeah)
It's so different with you, polish up my vision with you
Ayy, purpose love, pursuing with you, woah, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
That ain't my main

[Chorus: DOM KENNEDY & Eric Bellinger, Eric Bellinger]
Ayy, yeah
That ain't my main, that's my homegirl (Homegirl)
If I could, I'd buy you the whole world (The whole world)
The picket fence, the Porsche, and the dog
'Cause when I look at you I see stars (I see stars, yeah)
Girls from the hood this they favorite song (Song)
Girls from the valley this they favorite song (Song)
Yeah, I couldn't wait to call (Yeah, yeah, call, oh-oh)
Truly yours

[Verse 2: The Game]
I met her at the studio at nighttime
We just vibed I was hopin', it's the right time
She don't take pictures from the right side
She from Sweden when I'm on tour, I might slide
5'10" with a LA bun, she live in LA now
She have LA fun
I got plans for her, hundred grand for her
First Class flight, Turks and Caicos, tan for her
Then hit Japan, Louis pop-up shop
Off White, Thug Life, I'm like PAC up-top
We stamp Passports, just for thrills
I down low the feels, that's when shit got real
Listen

[Verse 2: Phabo]
I took the bitch to Wi Jammin' on our first date
Staring at me, know you want it in the worst way
Still tryna think 'bout how we got here in the first place
I'm true to you, so won't you put it in reverse, babe
I used to trap with your older brother (Ooh)
Kinda weird because I know he trust me more than others (Ooh)
Told me he was cool with it since I'm so solid (Ooh)
But we been fuckin' for some years, and he has no knowledge
Thick dark skinned baby workin' at The Fox (Workin' at The Fox)
I know niggas do the most because you got a lot
And you can always keep it real, no, you ain't gotta lie
See we was chillin' 'til you told me how you feel
That's when shit got real

[Outro: Eric Bellinger]
Let me know what's up with you (Yeah, uh)
Girl, you know I fuck with you (Yeah, it's Eazy)
(Girl, you know) I'd never wanna spend my life with anyone but you
Girl, you know, girl, you know

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