Between The Lines

Yeah-yeah

I said we ain't even speak, but she talkin' with her eyes
Thick brown hair, we don't talk about her thighs
Looking up and down, got her eyes on the prize
And I saw she got a man, but I read between the lines

We ain't even speak, but she talkin' with her eyes
Thick brown hair, we don't talk about her thighs
Looking up and down, got her eyes on the prize
And I saw she got a man, but I read between the lines

I was looking at you looking at mе, baby, ah (yeah-yeah)
Sur son corps, c'est que du Fendi, baby ah (yeah-yeah)
شايفك جانبيك بس والله فاهمك
انا باخذك او الله بياخذك، ولا
You'll never find another Arab that's better than me
I know you wanna be a part of the family tree
But when your legs up on my shoulders, it's harder to speak
But keep talking to me, حياتي

She said, "I been all over, hopping out of these Range Rovers
I'm barely sober, I feel lonely I'm so over
The people that I'm hanging out with, they're not cultured"
She grew up in the East, now she's here so we toast
To the fact that she made it this far, it's not easy
She said that I look familiar and she's seen me
All over her FYP, that might be me
Believe me, I tell her حبابتي

We ain't even speak, but she talkin' with her eyes
Thick brown hair, we don't talk about her thighs
Looking up and down, got her eyes on the prize
And I saw she got a man, but I read between the lines

We ain't even speak, but she talkin' with her eyes
Thick brown hair, we don't talk about her thighs
Looking up and down, got her eyes on the prize
And I saw she got a man, but I read between the lines

اعطيط رأيي هناك وعرضي
ما باخد فلوس من صهيني فاهم قصدي
ولاد أونس ولا، علي اصلي
فأوعى تحكي مش متمسك بأرضي
وبيحكوا عنا كلام، يسبوا بالإسلام
يخسفوا ببيوتنا وبتتكلم عن السلام
وقتلوا أبنائنا وبيهتوا على النسوان
صارلي فترة مش نازل على البلاد

It's been too many days
I know I been away
I've been around the world and back on my own
But you know I'm getting paid
It's been too many days (it's been too many days)
I know I been away (I know I been away)
I've been around the world and back on my own
But you know I'm getting paid (but you know I'm getting paid)

Baby, don't you worry
I'll be there for you when you really need me
Baby, don't you worry
I don't think you really need me



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Morris, Marwan Abdelhamid
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