Vietnamese Sweetheart
I say my prayers a lot
Telling my momma, it's not
Scared of these wrong allegations
Fuck Croc, we're more alligators
Wished we united like nations
Wished we were rich like the patrons
Paid off all my tuitions
Nah, I don't fuckin' play, man
But you wanna play pretend
Convinced, that shit never ends
But if that do comes again
You would just leave anyway
So why the fuck bothers?
And if I love you, won't say
I would just do it my way
And if the shit do come down
Would you be running away?
Would you be playing pretend
Like what you did yesterday?
And if she leaves me for one
Another then it's okay
I'll send you on your own way
Slamming the door on your ass
I'll send the bitch on her way
The hoe was mad anyway
The blood gushing everywhere
Told you I'm bringing AKs
I'm trying to beat the case
I was just doing a race
You wanna fuckin with me?
Hello to my little friend! (Huh?!)
Tell me that the world ain't fine
But the sun's still shining
So tell me that the world ain't fine
When the suns don't shine
And now you say your man got rich
And I even got no shit
You want the shirts more Prada-ish
No, nada bitch, I just be playin'
You wanted me to relocate
But I'm still living in your head
Said that you're fed up with me
Then why the fuck you lookin thin?
Bitch, your opinions ain't shit
Wrinkled all my fuckin' silk
Drinking all my fuckin' milk
Man, I ain't got no fucks to give
Twenty eight bands more in my teeth
Don't ever want that shit to change
Bitch, your complaint?
Better leave that shit at the front desk! (Ahh!)
Tell me that the world ain't fine
But the sun's still shining
So tell me that the world ain't fine
When the suns don't shine
I gave you all the time, now give it back!
Don't waste my fucking time, not anymore!
Tell me that the world ain't fine
But the sun's still shining, nah
Tell me that the world ain't fine
When the suns don't shine, ahh
(Tell me that the world ain't fine)
(When the suns don't shine)
Telling my momma, it's not
Scared of these wrong allegations
Fuck Croc, we're more alligators
Wished we united like nations
Wished we were rich like the patrons
Paid off all my tuitions
Nah, I don't fuckin' play, man
But you wanna play pretend
Convinced, that shit never ends
But if that do comes again
You would just leave anyway
So why the fuck bothers?
And if I love you, won't say
I would just do it my way
And if the shit do come down
Would you be running away?
Would you be playing pretend
Like what you did yesterday?
And if she leaves me for one
Another then it's okay
I'll send you on your own way
Slamming the door on your ass
I'll send the bitch on her way
The hoe was mad anyway
The blood gushing everywhere
Told you I'm bringing AKs
I'm trying to beat the case
I was just doing a race
You wanna fuckin with me?
Hello to my little friend! (Huh?!)
Tell me that the world ain't fine
But the sun's still shining
So tell me that the world ain't fine
When the suns don't shine
And now you say your man got rich
And I even got no shit
You want the shirts more Prada-ish
No, nada bitch, I just be playin'
You wanted me to relocate
But I'm still living in your head
Said that you're fed up with me
Then why the fuck you lookin thin?
Bitch, your opinions ain't shit
Wrinkled all my fuckin' silk
Drinking all my fuckin' milk
Man, I ain't got no fucks to give
Twenty eight bands more in my teeth
Don't ever want that shit to change
Bitch, your complaint?
Better leave that shit at the front desk! (Ahh!)
Tell me that the world ain't fine
But the sun's still shining
So tell me that the world ain't fine
When the suns don't shine
I gave you all the time, now give it back!
Don't waste my fucking time, not anymore!
Tell me that the world ain't fine
But the sun's still shining, nah
Tell me that the world ain't fine
When the suns don't shine, ahh
(Tell me that the world ain't fine)
(When the suns don't shine)
Credits
Writer(s): Hong Phuoc Van
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