CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Breathe (Blu Cantrell Cover)

You might see me in the spotlight, looking like a pop star
You might see me in the spotlight, cause I'm kinda popular
You might see me in the spotlight, looking like a pop star
Husla baby, Husla baby..

Baby girl you keep talking, and all I hear is blah blah blah bla blah blah blah, blah blah blah bla blah blah blah
You already know what I came for, whachu gotta make me wait for? let's get straight to the point, your ex games so on point

But your always in my ear you better leave it out baby, what's that supposed to be about baby? I take one puff and I breathe it out baby your getting on my last nerves those were my last words

She makes me mad and she loves it, batty so big make mе grab it up in public
But I had to choose [?]
Especially when shе had a few drinks and I'm mad that you think you can play these games with me, cause I can give it to you
So good till you can't forget, but you wanna sit here and play hard to get you never had it like this and even I know that make ya feet curl up and make ya eyes roll back, feet curl up and make ya eyes roll back (Mm) baby I ain't come for fooling I'm riding it bare chest Vladimir Putin

You better leave it out baby, what's that supposed to be about baby? I take one puff and I breathe it out baby your getting on my last nerves those were my last words

You must be licked off Courvoisier
She got me like "duttier duttier"
Don't disrespect me no more
Forget that, I don't wanna get friendly no more

But she don't know I'm a hood Jigga
Used to bang off my blow dryer
She don't know I was a go getter
And I was really in the streets brudda
But she don't know I'm a hood Jigga
Used to bang off my blow dryer
She don't know I was a Keg Flipper
And I was really in the streets brudda

You might see me in the spotlight, looking like a pop star
You might see me in the spotlight, cause I'm kinda popular
You might see me in the spotlight, looking like a pop star
You might see me in the spotlight...

Your always in my ear you better leave it out baby, what's that supposed to be about baby? I take one puff and I breathe it out baby your getting on my last nerves those were my last words

She makes me mad and she loves it, batty so big make me grab it up in public
But I had to choose [?]
Especially when she had a few drinks and I'm mad that you think you can play these games with me..

Husla Husla baby, Husla Husla baby