Papa
You saw me in a crowd
Like one, two, three was fallin'
And when you came around
I left it all behind
No runnin' back track
I never step back
I can't take it down
I know it could back fire
Round back
I never look back
I can't take it down
'Cause I feel it in the air
Tell me why he ran away, Papa
Like the sun he's gone for good
You tell me he was gonna play, Papa
And he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me (down, down)
(He shot me down)
(Papa)
(Papa, he shot me down)
Se kur me sheh me crown
Like one, two, three ke ron ti
And when you came around
I left it all behind
No runnin' back tack
I never step back
I can't take it down
I know it could back fire
Round back, I never look back
I can't take it down
'Cause I feel it in the air
Tell me why he ran away, Papa
Like the sun he's gone for good
You tell me he was gonna play, Papa
And he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me (down, down)
(He shot me)
(Papa)
(Papa, he shot me down)
Aah
Aah
Papa, like the sun he's gone for good
Papa, and he shot me (down, down)
(Papa, like the sun he's gone for good)
(Papa, and he shot me down, down, down)
(Papa)
(Papa)
Like one, two, three was fallin'
And when you came around
I left it all behind
No runnin' back track
I never step back
I can't take it down
I know it could back fire
Round back
I never look back
I can't take it down
'Cause I feel it in the air
Tell me why he ran away, Papa
Like the sun he's gone for good
You tell me he was gonna play, Papa
And he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me (down, down)
(He shot me down)
(Papa)
(Papa, he shot me down)
Se kur me sheh me crown
Like one, two, three ke ron ti
And when you came around
I left it all behind
No runnin' back tack
I never step back
I can't take it down
I know it could back fire
Round back, I never look back
I can't take it down
'Cause I feel it in the air
Tell me why he ran away, Papa
Like the sun he's gone for good
You tell me he was gonna play, Papa
And he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me down, down, down
Papa, and he shot me (down, down)
(He shot me)
(Papa)
(Papa, he shot me down)
Aah
Aah
Papa, like the sun he's gone for good
Papa, and he shot me (down, down)
(Papa, like the sun he's gone for good)
(Papa, and he shot me down, down, down)
(Papa)
(Papa)
Credits
Writer(s): Adelina Stinga, Alex Cotoi, Alexandra Apostoleanu, Elvana Gjata
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