Cry Babe
Cry babe, cry, cry, cry
It's easy to do
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
I can feel your vibe
Caught it from your eyes
Why are we playing chess?
It makes your life a mess
You say you might sleep to death
But you always wake up dead
You always wake up at night time
But night time is my shooting time
Night time is when I wear diamonds
And I get by with a few millions
That time when I light fires
Then I call on firefighters
They shoot outside but it's suicide
I promise that, that I kill fine
Only two times, only two times
Cry babe, cry, cry, cry
It's easy to do
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
There you go babe
There you go babe
You did it well, you did it well
Suicide doors, ain't got to tell
Lamborghini red, we going to hell
Easy with the money, leave some for the city (cash)
You rolled a pair of dice, it's why you even need me
I ain't even lucky, I just work for 20
Senior you are crazy, I can't take it anymore
And really why the fuck you think I had to sell my soul
I won't need more money, it's just that now I need you more
We the type of people that would kill for less and more
Do me a favor and take one hater down and down low
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
(To do)
It's easy to do
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
I can feel your vibe
Caught it from your eyes
Why are we playing chess?
It makes your life a mess
You say you might sleep to death
But you always wake up dead
You always wake up at night time
But night time is my shooting time
Night time is when I wear diamonds
And I get by with a few millions
That time when I light fires
Then I call on firefighters
They shoot outside but it's suicide
I promise that, that I kill fine
Only two times, only two times
Cry babe, cry, cry, cry
It's easy to do
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
There you go babe
There you go babe
You did it well, you did it well
Suicide doors, ain't got to tell
Lamborghini red, we going to hell
Easy with the money, leave some for the city (cash)
You rolled a pair of dice, it's why you even need me
I ain't even lucky, I just work for 20
Senior you are crazy, I can't take it anymore
And really why the fuck you think I had to sell my soul
I won't need more money, it's just that now I need you more
We the type of people that would kill for less and more
Do me a favor and take one hater down and down low
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
Cry babe, cry, cry
It's easy to do
(To do)
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Writer(s): James Awad
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