Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me when I'm really livid
I'm not a perfect man, I was born sinning
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
I'm not a perfect man, I got imperfect plans
Yeah, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
The way I'm living, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
I'm a sinner, no, I'm a sinner
See, I be talking to these bitches with that crash talk
She can make it clap, but me, I wanna see that ass walk
I'm talking wobble-de-wobble, them cheeks, I want them tomorrow
Like they can cure all the sorrow, I flex on bitches like Fargo
I'm talking big game, ho, never big for my britches
I want pussy and riches, you never see me out simping
I'm never looked at sideways, I do this shit my way
And still get the try cake and beat her till it's Friday
My baby sweet like Sade, y'all know it's taboo
I'm never turning trick or nothing except to try you
That red wine talking through me, ancestors look down
Cause what I'm finna do now, a roundabout two
Now, all these ghostly whispers I was speaking coming true
Now, words from the past, see the light of what I do now
She passed off to the crew now, in love with gold links
She searching through my armory with hope to find chinks
Ain't no ordinary player who be lusting over freaks
Yeah, yeah, Lord forgive me for the works in my hands
I aim to be a better man, for now
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me when I'm really living
I'm not a perfect man, I was born a sinner
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
Like a sinner
No, I'm not a perfect man, I was born a sinner
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
Yeah, yeah
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
It's talking through me now, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
Gillespie - No Love Lost: "Sinner" Lyrics
Gillespie - No Love Lost: "Sinner" Lyrics
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me when I'm really livid
I'm not a perfect man, I was born sinning
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
I'm not a perfect man, I got imperfect plans
Yeah, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
The way I'm living, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
I'm a sinner, no, I'm a sinner
See, I be talking to these bitches with that crash talk
She can make it clap, but me, I wanna see that ass walk
I'm talking wobble-de-wobble, them cheeks, I want them tomorrow
Like they can cure all the sorrow, I flex on bitches like Fargo
I'm talking big game, ho, never big for my britches
I want pussy and riches, you never see me out simping
I'm never looked at sideways, I do this shit my way
And still get the try cake and beat her till it's Friday
My baby sweet like Sade, y'all know it's taboo
I'm never turning trick or nothing except to try you
That red wine talking through me, ancestors look down
Cause what I'm finna do now, a roundabout two
Now, all these ghostly whispers I was speaking coming true
Now, words from the past, see the light of what I do now
She passed off to the crew now, in love with gold links
She searching through my armory with hope to find chinks
Ain't no ordinary player who be lusting over freaks
Yeah, yeah, Lord forgive me for the works in my hands
I aim to be a better man, for now
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me when I'm really living
I'm not a perfect man, I was born a sinner
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
Like a sinner
No, I'm not a perfect man, I was born a sinner
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
Yeah, yeah
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
It's talking through me now, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me when I'm really livid
I'm not a perfect man, I was born sinning
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
I'm not a perfect man, I got imperfect plans
Yeah, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
The way I'm living, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
I'm a sinner, no, I'm a sinner
See, I be talking to these bitches with that crash talk
She can make it clap, but me, I wanna see that ass walk
I'm talking wobble-de-wobble, them cheeks, I want them tomorrow
Like they can cure all the sorrow, I flex on bitches like Fargo
I'm talking big game, ho, never big for my britches
I want pussy and riches, you never see me out simping
I'm never looked at sideways, I do this shit my way
And still get the try cake and beat her till it's Friday
My baby sweet like Sade, y'all know it's taboo
I'm never turning trick or nothing except to try you
That red wine talking through me, ancestors look down
Cause what I'm finna do now, a roundabout two
Now, all these ghostly whispers I was speaking coming true
Now, words from the past, see the light of what I do now
She passed off to the crew now, in love with gold links
She searching through my armory with hope to find chinks
Ain't no ordinary player who be lusting over freaks
Yeah, yeah, Lord forgive me for the works in my hands
I aim to be a better man, for now
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
The red wine talking through me when I'm really living
I'm not a perfect man, I was born a sinner
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
No, I'm not a perfect man, more like a sinner
Like a sinner
No, I'm not a perfect man, I was born a sinner
I'm a sinner, the way I'm living
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
Yeah, yeah
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
The red wine talking through me now, yeah
It's talking through me now, yeah
I'm not a perfect man, more like the sinners
Writer: Kane Hoover
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