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Saeva - Who Needs You? Lyrics



Saeva - Who Needs You? Lyrics
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The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them

They dreaded my team because we came out the dirt
And we came out the dirt, yet we still looking clean
Looking at her like I'll show you your worth
And yes he called you princess, but you should be queen
Smile like the cat who has just got the cream
And this girl should be all up in Vogue magazines
Fendi your clothes from your head to your toe
Girl you don't even know just how bad you should be
And it's true like
I wanna get with you like
You wanna do this too
I wanna do this tonight
Cuh I seen real turn fake, when the realness started
Bad B, she don't look for a bargains
Real slick moves we gonn' travel like Harden
She ice cold, still soft like häagen

The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them
How can I stop it when I'm chasing profits
I fill up my pockets put pearls in her locket
Been a hot topic since Drizzy been poppin'
If I see and like it of course imma cop it
Filled me with pain with the tears on her face
Don't tell to me to quit I could never try be like you
Life is a maze I kick right thru the gates
I score everywhere that I go just like Lukaku
My touch like Brazil when I'm off of a pill
You don't warn see Saeva in R9's
How can you claim or a big ride or die
When you don't make me feel like I'll die when u ride
I done came straight out the zoo
What they gone do with me
What they gonn' do
I brought the crew with me
I brought this True on me
Did it for me and your mother and you
I did this for you
Prada and Loubs
More than 2 brands
Get enough brands for 2
Came out the can
Doing the cancan in my can coloured boots
Cruise just like Tom Cruise
Did it without limits just like Tom cruise
Niggas end up losing it like Tom cruise
All this tomfoolery, you can't make a fool of me
I can't be a tool for she, she's not cool
Black and white gally call her Newcastle
Was fresh out the box like a new parcel
2 weeks off the break now she so passé
But she took class A's that was not classy
Holding my face as I'm looking away
The views were irrelevant
My love benevolent
I took on 10 of em
You lost a gentleman
The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them
The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them
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The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them

They dreaded my team because we came out the dirt
And we came out the dirt, yet we still looking clean
Looking at her like I'll show you your worth
And yes he called you princess, but you should be queen
Smile like the cat who has just got the cream
And this girl should be all up in Vogue magazines
Fendi your clothes from your head to your toe
Girl you don't even know just how bad you should be
And it's true like
I wanna get with you like
You wanna do this too
I wanna do this tonight
Cuh I seen real turn fake, when the realness started
Bad B, she don't look for a bargains
Real slick moves we gonn' travel like Harden
She ice cold, still soft like häagen

The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them
How can I stop it when I'm chasing profits
I fill up my pockets put pearls in her locket
Been a hot topic since Drizzy been poppin'
If I see and like it of course imma cop it
Filled me with pain with the tears on her face
Don't tell to me to quit I could never try be like you
Life is a maze I kick right thru the gates
I score everywhere that I go just like Lukaku
My touch like Brazil when I'm off of a pill
You don't warn see Saeva in R9's
How can you claim or a big ride or die
When you don't make me feel like I'll die when u ride
I done came straight out the zoo
What they gone do with me
What they gonn' do
I brought the crew with me
I brought this True on me
Did it for me and your mother and you
I did this for you
Prada and Loubs
More than 2 brands
Get enough brands for 2
Came out the can
Doing the cancan in my can coloured boots
Cruise just like Tom Cruise
Did it without limits just like Tom cruise
Niggas end up losing it like Tom cruise
All this tomfoolery, you can't make a fool of me
I can't be a tool for she, she's not cool
Black and white gally call her Newcastle
Was fresh out the box like a new parcel
2 weeks off the break now she so passé
But she took class A's that was not classy
Holding my face as I'm looking away
The views were irrelevant
My love benevolent
I took on 10 of em
You lost a gentleman
The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them
The views were irrelevant
Cook it like Nigella did
Still pray like I'm celibate
The racks I need 10 of them
And we would trap out the caravan
The ground has got blood like its Gaara's sand
Got dreads like my dad, I don't give a damn
They dreading my gang, cos we killing them
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Writer: Levi Samuels
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Performed By: Saeva
Language: English
Length: 4:16
Written by: Levi Samuels

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