Lil Baby - St. Tropez (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Lil Baby - St. Tropez (en) Lyrics
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A lot of shit I wanna say,
but I can't say it
What if me and you could take
a plane to Saint-Tropez?
Kissin' on your neck in a jacuzzi
watchin' fireworks
I done put some shit on the back
burner tryna make us work
This shit gotta work
Told you it'd be long, you ain't really
know, so you ain't wanna go
Glad that you ain't fold, we had
it rockin', we was on a boat
Dinner on a yacht, we took
a pit stop in Monaco
You one of a kind, I buy you fire
shit you don't even post
You chasin' your dough, that shit look
dope, but better with a GOAT
They doin' the most, I'm on some
more shit, hardly ever boast
Meetin' with LeBron, I'm talkin'
numbers, my money in Lobos
I know bro ain't told them niggas
nothin', that shit is a no-go
Sorry, I can't play at all
She told me to say my favorite sentence,
I said, "Takе them off"
I could turn your life up overnight,
want mе to make the call?
Slime say he been callin' his BM,
but she ain't take the call
I know that fuck him up
Come here now
Let me find out you been runnin'
from me, I'ma run you down
You know I get nasty when I kiss
and try to turn you out
I give you another piece, no sleep,
don't try to turn me down
She like, "Bae, I miss you,
come and slut me out"
Seen niggas dyin', hopin'
I'm headin' home soon
Bro inside the county, head to
prison to get a phone to him
They set Lamar on fire, I think about
him when I'm around fumes
So we mad at you 'cause why you had
them niggas hangin' 'round you?
Kissin' on you turn to missin'
on you, know I embarrass you
On the jail phone tellin'
you, "When I come home, we
goin' to Paris, boo"
We fuckin' when we wake up
Toxic, need to stop it, even
fuckin' when we break up
Thought they would hold it down, I
lost some people on the way up
And I be kickin' it by myself 'cause
that shit brought me back mentally
'Cause I was hangin' around
some fuck niggas, that shit
brought me bad energy
Who would've knew them pictures
we took on tour would
be our last images?
I just pray none on my niggas don't
tell the truth in front your honor
Less lean and more water, I almost
fainted in front of my mama, yeah
My auntie died from diabetes,
I gotta fix my health
I guess that shit run in the
fams, I got to stick myself
I seen her dissin' on the 'Gram,
you should've dissed yourself
I didn't put that pistol in your hand,
you know you killed yourself
Before you try come save the hood,
you gotta try fix yourself
How you got game for everybody,
can't get rich yourself?
I'm tryna keep cool, but my lil'
brother on that shit bag
Remember you had went against the
grain and I couldn't get mad
Remember you had went against the
grain and I couldn't skip past
That's why my kids'll never know
what I did with they rich asses
I can't trust you 'cause I did you
wrong, you want your get-back
'Member I told you I need you for
closure, you ain't hit back
So I ran it up
Ain't go to your service, I want
memories of you standin' up
I told you all my realest shit, felt
like I wasn't sayin' enough
My scars ain't finna heal theyself,
that's why I be banded up
Lil' bro got degrees and shit, can't
be out here playin' with us
I wan' see you win more than yourself
and that's what's tearin' me up
'Fore I let him bang the hood,
I'll move my son to Canada
I'm wearin' Raf like Angela, I'm
travelin' with my manager
I wan' see his daughter eat,
I feel like it's all on me
Find out them niggas ain't really your
niggas, you could call on me
And sometimes it be family, them
trenches made a man of me
You knew that nigga wasn't gon' take
you serious, so you ran to me
Spinnin' 'bout some real shit,
but sometimes it be randomly
You ain't here to keep that shit one
hundred, why you playin' with me?
I woke up one day and I felt like
everything I planned to be
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