This slow and reverb doesn’t destroy the artists voice and allows us to enjoy the song while attributing drake to it, its a mix of this kind that i can actually appreciate, the best ive heard by far, great job🎉❤️
Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh I swear that there's a list of places that I been with you, I wanna go without you Just so I can know what it's like to be there without havin' to argue Swear I didn't have the discipline to leave your ass at home, you make it hard to This life'll take a lot of listenin' to one another, shouldn't have involved you I know not to now Leave you at home if I wanna have a good night Leave you at home if I wanna have a good time Peace of mind Leave you at home, bein' honest with you sometimes, I might Leave you at home, blue bubbles blowin' my line, hard times Stressed out, bad vibes Treat you like Treated you like You're one of mine Treated you Treated you Treated you, treated you Treated you, treated you Treated you, treated you Treated you, treat you right Treat you right There's no ribbon given to anyone that you dealt with No badge of honor, no ceremony or benefits I gotta start us up a support group with a membership Your girl's in the bathroom laying down white lines like some premises Wockhardt and Sierra Mist Champagne, Eggs Benedict Zoom call with her therapist I'll cater to you, girl, but late night, you a terrorist The girl that the boy cherishes workin' late night at the Pyramid, and it ain't right Ain't something I can make right Fucking up another date night Fucking up another great night Message read like a brake light Words sharp like a steak knife Fishing for some answers in that ocean with a fucking great white We in the club with your gay friends Always put you on a straight flight You YSL like buy me some I'm YSL like a snake bite I swear to God, you think I'm Shakespeare That's why you always wanna play, right? This ain't something I can make right Treat you like Treated you like You're one of mine Treated you Treated you Treated you, treated you Treated you, treated you Treated you, treated you Treated you, treat you right Treat you right Treat you right Treat you right (Wockhardt and Sierra Mist) (Treated you, treated you) (Treated you, treated you) (Treated you, treated you) (Treated you, treated you) Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh
Well I can't lie, I couldn't wait But it's half-past eight and you're late again Well, I got those high heels on, and lace And I spent two or three hours beatin' my face So why? Could you explain? I can't lie, I'm fed up I don't like being stood up And hey, hey What are you ashamed of? So what are you so afraid of? 'Cause you're missin' out On good, good lovin' You're missin' out, you're missin' out You're missin' out, you're missin' out on So what are you so afraid of? You're missin' out On good, good lovin' You're missin' out, you're missin' out You're missin' out You ride those rank bulls and get first place Eight seconds is all it takes You got those silver spurs on And chaps 'round your waist Calloused hands, and dirt on your face So why? Could you explain? 'Cause I can't lie I'm fed up Why you always standin' me up? And hey, hey I still wear the t-shirt that you gave me So what are you so ashamed of? Rodeo could kill ya I just wanna kiss ya But you won't let me near ya But I'm here all the same You're missin' out on good, good lovin' So what are you so afraid of? Tell me, what are you so afraid of? 'Cause you're missin' out on Some good, good lovin' You're missin' out, you're missin' out Good, good lovin' At the rodeo, I Put my face on and smile And you ride good Crowd go wild, claps for you I clap too, I'm your biggest fan Clap for you I'm your biggest fan At the rodeo, I Put my face on and smile And I get scared watchin' you And the crowd gets wild, run to you I run to you, I run to you, I run to you I love you, I love you, I
