Wonder testo
F.A.M.E
Testo
(Chorus)
You’re my precious thing, what would I do without you?
Honestly, I wonder why.
(Verse)
Baby, let me coach you,
I could guide you, I could save you from these vultures.
I could Prada, I could Vera, I could coach you,
I can run you, I can screw you about your culture.
Caress you and press you, the way this Adriano’s laying on the low floss.
Untying leathers, no fucking on my sofas,
You know you’re special if I fuck you on the sofa.
I could show you how to cook, how to bake,
Take the microwave plate, get a quarter from the ape
How to move, how to shake, take these losers out your face,
How to deal with the hate when you’re out there getting cake.
I could show you how to shoot if you wanted that,
Boost if you wanted that, still think you’d take it back.
Get it, take it, bring it back,
Crawl moon, double at.
(Chorus)
You’re my precious thing, what would I do without you?
Honestly, I wonder why.
Thinking maybe you gave up on me
Oh babe, I wanna die.
(Verse)
But wait, baby, back it up,
I’m digging them scums, let me catch you up
Treat your pussy like a country, babe, mess it up,
You’re looking for a real nigger, I’m who you’re asking for.
Baby, I could coach you, show you how a real nigger should approach you
Not a game, not flash and no cash, not getting certificate by complimenting your ass
I’ll make you laugh, I’ll make you blush,
I’ll make you wet, I’ll make you gush.
Flow on the east coast, I could guide you, let me put you in the team, first.
I could show you how to take a couple C notes,
Turn that to a god and then turn that to a speed boat
Yacht, die, blowing weed, smoke,
Excuse, running weed, D&G tune.
(Chorus)
You’re my precious thing, what would I do without you?
Honestly, I wonder why.
Thinking maybe you gave up on me
Oh babe, I wanna die.
You’re my precious thing, what would I do without you?
Honestly, I wonder why.
(Verse)
Baby, let me coach you,
I could guide you, I could save you from these vultures.
I could Prada, I could Vera, I could coach you,
I can run you, I can screw you about your culture.
Caress you and press you, the way this Adriano’s laying on the low floss.
Untying leathers, no fucking on my sofas,
You know you’re special if I fuck you on the sofa.
I could show you how to cook, how to bake,
Take the microwave plate, get a quarter from the ape
How to move, how to shake, take these losers out your face,
How to deal with the hate when you’re out there getting cake.
I could show you how to shoot if you wanted that,
Boost if you wanted that, still think you’d take it back.
Get it, take it, bring it back,
Crawl moon, double at.
(Chorus)
You’re my precious thing, what would I do without you?
Honestly, I wonder why.
Thinking maybe you gave up on me
Oh babe, I wanna die.
(Verse)
But wait, baby, back it up,
I’m digging them scums, let me catch you up
Treat your pussy like a country, babe, mess it up,
You’re looking for a real nigger, I’m who you’re asking for.
Baby, I could coach you, show you how a real nigger should approach you
Not a game, not flash and no cash, not getting certificate by complimenting your ass
I’ll make you laugh, I’ll make you blush,
I’ll make you wet, I’ll make you gush.
Flow on the east coast, I could guide you, let me put you in the team, first.
I could show you how to take a couple C notes,
Turn that to a god and then turn that to a speed boat
Yacht, die, blowing weed, smoke,
Excuse, running weed, D&G tune.
(Chorus)
You’re my precious thing, what would I do without you?
Honestly, I wonder why.
Thinking maybe you gave up on me
Oh babe, I wanna die.