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No Tearz Video (MV)




Performed By: Péri
Language: English
Length: 4:29
Written by: Charles Monthioux




Péri - No Tearz Lyrics
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Yuh
Death is in attendance
Death is in attendance
You need to dip like chicken tender
We don't do pretending
F*ck but never wife off Tinder
Brand new two-seater that bitch ain't blowin'out the muffler
We ain't new to sinning but I'm the type of dawg to bless her
Big Ol' weather
When it pours f*ck your umbrella
Pussy Niggas Jealous But they put in work that's never
I'm tryna see you bend over on this f*cking leather
Like one of the grates I'm spending all this cheddar
She get all in my face she talking bout I make it wetter
Leave a nigga wet up
Drug ring not no wedding
Do chase out in a rental
I put the pigs up in this rello
Oh naw you can't catch up
Big Peri Mode yea that's the demo
Yeah get a check I go straight to cash it
You want a ratchet ?
Up it not no open casket
New thot nigga
And she gon' go-go tax ya
High end fashion
She thicc just like her lashes
New Guap
It get higher faster
Seatbelt fastened
They talking I just stack up
Can't be hating and lacking
When they hold this Mac up
Put him in a black box he wished he went to Mecca
Bitch I just Beast Out
You can't even man up
Nina in my denim
That's a freak I get for dinner
Nigga
All that eavesdropping you doing gon get ya nowhere
I'm in his hoe not incidental
I'm in her mouth not checkin dental
I think love it here
Look down on me you was never there
Got ears everywhere
F*ck it up like I never cared
Can't love a hoe
All pain I hold can't shed a tear
All this f*cking pain I hold nigga I can't even f*ckin' shed a tear
All this f*cking pain I hold can't shed a tear
All this f*cking pain I hold can't shed a tear
Oh no no we can't link I only care about revenue
No no we can't link I only care bout the revenue
You hear me revving it lil Ma' you know I'm coming soon
Hear me revving it I'm coming back to you
Millions dollar wraith million dollar coupe
Million dollar ring she want million dollar jewels
Baby they gon hate ya' know that I got juice
Or maybe they just hate that I got you
Can't be on my mind when I'm just zoomin'
She kick her me out her mind she say we through
Don't wanna be mine and I can't even act a fool
I know that's it's my fault I don't know what to do
To put in work is the only thing to choose
For me and mines round the city nigga we droppin' food
Check this exotic
Neck done caught a flu
This shit used to excite me
Now I know that's it's my doom
F*ck from round me bitch I need some room
All this shit I made start to look like a tomb
They call us swine when they kicking through
We all for one up in this bitch they don't know who to shoot
Hit you you and you
Blood all on my shoe
Colombine up in this bitch the World done made me cruel
This Colombian I brought in here better not get too rude
I just got back from a long day so lemme roll a zoot
I dream of automatic weapons I know that I'm too f*cked up
If we can't stay stuck I need to go outside and make moves
Look shawty I know you been listening lemme follow through
Lemme get em' and get the bag
So we can Rendez-vous
If you a 10 you already know I don't need 10 of you
Say she twenty-two told that girl twenty too
Oh no no we can't link only care about revenue
She hear me revving it then she know that I'm coming soon
Yeah
I'm coming back to You
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Yuh
Death is in attendance
Death is in attendance
You need to dip like chicken tender
We don't do pretending
F*ck but never wife off Tinder
Brand new two-seater that bitch ain't blowin'out the muffler
We ain't new to sinning but I'm the type of dawg to bless her
Big Ol' weather
When it pours f*ck your umbrella
Pussy Niggas Jealous But they put in work that's never
I'm tryna see you bend over on this f*cking leather
Like one of the grates I'm spending all this cheddar
She get all in my face she talking bout I make it wetter
Leave a nigga wet up
Drug ring not no wedding
Do chase out in a rental
I put the pigs up in this rello
Oh naw you can't catch up
Big Peri Mode yea that's the demo
Yeah get a check I go straight to cash it
You want a ratchet ?
Up it not no open casket
New thot nigga
And she gon' go-go tax ya
High end fashion
She thicc just like her lashes
New Guap
It get higher faster
Seatbelt fastened
They talking I just stack up
Can't be hating and lacking
When they hold this Mac up
Put him in a black box he wished he went to Mecca
Bitch I just Beast Out
You can't even man up
Nina in my denim
That's a freak I get for dinner
Nigga
All that eavesdropping you doing gon get ya nowhere
I'm in his hoe not incidental
I'm in her mouth not checkin dental
I think love it here
Look down on me you was never there
Got ears everywhere
F*ck it up like I never cared
Can't love a hoe
All pain I hold can't shed a tear
All this f*cking pain I hold nigga I can't even f*ckin' shed a tear
All this f*cking pain I hold can't shed a tear
All this f*cking pain I hold can't shed a tear
Oh no no we can't link I only care about revenue
No no we can't link I only care bout the revenue
You hear me revving it lil Ma' you know I'm coming soon
Hear me revving it I'm coming back to you
Millions dollar wraith million dollar coupe
Million dollar ring she want million dollar jewels
Baby they gon hate ya' know that I got juice
Or maybe they just hate that I got you
Can't be on my mind when I'm just zoomin'
She kick her me out her mind she say we through
Don't wanna be mine and I can't even act a fool
I know that's it's my fault I don't know what to do
To put in work is the only thing to choose
For me and mines round the city nigga we droppin' food
Check this exotic
Neck done caught a flu
This shit used to excite me
Now I know that's it's my doom
F*ck from round me bitch I need some room
All this shit I made start to look like a tomb
They call us swine when they kicking through
We all for one up in this bitch they don't know who to shoot
Hit you you and you
Blood all on my shoe
Colombine up in this bitch the World done made me cruel
This Colombian I brought in here better not get too rude
I just got back from a long day so lemme roll a zoot
I dream of automatic weapons I know that I'm too f*cked up
If we can't stay stuck I need to go outside and make moves
Look shawty I know you been listening lemme follow through
Lemme get em' and get the bag
So we can Rendez-vous
If you a 10 you already know I don't need 10 of you
Say she twenty-two told that girl twenty too
Oh no no we can't link only care about revenue
She hear me revving it then she know that I'm coming soon
Yeah
I'm coming back to You
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Writer: Charles Monthioux
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