Movenpick
Only thing we ever needed was a step back
But we didn't take it
And now it's broken
Two different soils, a sea in interception
Surprise me anytime
I'm keeping you a key at the reception
Come find me at the Mövenpick
Some girls already came but connection wasn't authentic
I could stop talking, I don't owe them shit
Couldn't help but be turnt when I think of how you rode that
Stuck in that bedroom
Already regretting my old status, wishing that a nigga wasn't canceled
Too deep-rooted for somebody to replace you
A billion feelings
If I have to write it, I would get a pencil
I would finish it
Yeah I'm missing your smile, your lips and your hands too
And that butt poking at me
And the deep talks showing that your brain's full
Bad bitch from White City
And some niggas from my zone
Was just waiting for my name to disappear in your followings
Only to attack you
You're clearly heartbroken, and I am too
(We can resolve it)
You just have to come find me at the Mövenpick
Some girls already came but connection wasn't authentic
I could stop talking, I don't owe them shit
Couldn't help but be turnt when I think of how you rode that dick
You're the one for me
(You're the one for me)
But I am too bad
Too bad
Too bad
Too bad
(Too bad
Too bad
Too bad
Too bad)
Too bad
Too bad
Too bad
For you
But we didn't take it
And now it's broken
Two different soils, a sea in interception
Surprise me anytime
I'm keeping you a key at the reception
Come find me at the Mövenpick
Some girls already came but connection wasn't authentic
I could stop talking, I don't owe them shit
Couldn't help but be turnt when I think of how you rode that
Stuck in that bedroom
Already regretting my old status, wishing that a nigga wasn't canceled
Too deep-rooted for somebody to replace you
A billion feelings
If I have to write it, I would get a pencil
I would finish it
Yeah I'm missing your smile, your lips and your hands too
And that butt poking at me
And the deep talks showing that your brain's full
Bad bitch from White City
And some niggas from my zone
Was just waiting for my name to disappear in your followings
Only to attack you
You're clearly heartbroken, and I am too
(We can resolve it)
You just have to come find me at the Mövenpick
Some girls already came but connection wasn't authentic
I could stop talking, I don't owe them shit
Couldn't help but be turnt when I think of how you rode that dick
You're the one for me
(You're the one for me)
But I am too bad
Too bad
Too bad
Too bad
(Too bad
Too bad
Too bad
Too bad)
Too bad
Too bad
Too bad
For you
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Writer(s): Gracy-anthony Mawa Kilekama, Sylvain Decayeux
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