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Artiste : Rod Wave
Titre : Mafia
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Will a fool
Uh..

In my cell all alone I still hear your cries
Arguing wit´ all night long tryna heal your pride
I, love yo´ ass to death but you can´t play with my intelligence
All I want is money, all that other shits irrelevant
And he don´t fuck wit´ no one, you can say he celibate
Choppers on his tour bus, don´t get out your element
Choppers on his tour bus, moving like the Taliban (uh, yeah, ok)

Moving like the mafia, but I´m not Michael Corleone
Still I´ll knock my brother off, if he ever try and do mе wrong
´Cause I gave my all to you, you know I gave my hеart to you

I invested time, loyalty, and showed my flaws to you
I tried to go to sleep, but I just stood by the door
Misses officer come and free me, can I please use the phone
I been screaming inside my cell thinking ´bout you all night long
Like, I hope you there when I get home
Staring at the walls thinking bout´ all of the shit I did wrong
We celebrate the W´s but I took L´s on my own
We celebrate the W´s but took L´s on my own (yeah, but)

In my cell all alone I still hear your cries
Arguing wit´ all night long tryna heal your pride
I, love yo´ ass to but you can´t play with my intelligence

All I want is money, all that other shits irrelevant
And he don´t fuck wit´ no one, you can say he celibate
Choppers on his tour bus, don´t get out your element
Choppers on his tour bus, moving like the Taliban (uh, yeah, ok)