Belarus

Raury & Jaixx & Vivian Laurence & Adia Dew - Pop
Belarus
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Lyrics
[Intro] The things, I would do to you... But I can't give my heart to you baby, Belarus I can't, I'll be good to you Give my name, give my heart to you baby, Belarus I'm still a child, far too young for love But I still try [?] You're in the dark, afraid of what we've come to love The things, that I would do to you I don't say, [?] [Verse] Yeah, yeah I can pull 'em by the dozen You came through you brought your friend, first, second cousin You were different than the others (others) I was always plottin' on you, always up to something I believe I fell in love but it was just a drug Yeah it was just a drug, it was just a drug Yeah it was just a drug, yeah, it was just a drug, and it was just a drug I remember you were studying Dubbling, dubbling over our last night in Dublin Molly, water's got you troublin' A couple thousand miles from home not really thinkin' of it I believe I fell in love but it was just a drug Yeah it was just a drug, yeah it was just a drug, and it was just a drug [Bridge] All the things I'd do to you All the things I'd do to you All the things I'd do to you All the things I'd do to you [Verse 2] A stones throw from the Texaco down Allgood Road Saw the horizon give birth to the Sun Saw the cops down the block Dapped the dealer and run Kept the weed and cigarillos in the sleeve of my hood The victorious euphoria The memorial of past lives lived I like smokin' with you, I like takin' a trip Wanna go where you go And moonwalk through heaven's gate I blew the sauce Shooed off my delegates I don't trust nobody I'm sorry but everybody wanna be somebody I'm prolly Mr. Miyagi Wipe that dust up off me, Hiya Used to be supplier Wanna cut me off but you could not think despite Saw that shit comin' like a Maya Talkin' to a nigga in his prime but [Verse 3] Nobody care about no car parties You pray to God that shit don't walk your way Young kamikaz-ah, visitor, visitor Oh nanana, kept prison of, prison of I'm not the one that's runnin' through your veins Don't even know your middle, first, last name Young kamikaz-ah, visitor, visitor Oh nanana, kept prison of, prison of Your guilty pleasure don't you be ashamed I'll be your baby, be your part time thing Young kamikaz-ah, visitor, visitor Oh nanana, kept prisoner, prisoner Of- [Outro] I'm losing my mind Tryna do what is right All because of things I would do to you All the things I would do to you Things I would do to you All the things Do to you
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Credits
- Writers
- Jaixx
- Vivian Laurence
- Raury
- Adia Dew