A.CHAL — Pink Dust
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Girl I’m tryna be your purple rain
The city got us both too far away
I know your ex, he ain’t got no juice
He don’t know what’s up with me and you
Tell me all the shit that you got bottled in
I need someone I can share this bottle with
Jimmy Hendrix playing out in Malibu
It’s bringin’ out another side of you
The pink dust keep
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
It keep kinda like
Goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’
Goin’, goin’, goin’
It ain’t the same when you
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
The pink dust keep
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
Yeah drivin’ through my hood, nothin’ ain’t the same
Since you left my feelings haven’t changed
Yeah these some shooters but I’m bulletproof
They don’t know what’s up with me and you
So much goin’ on, I wanna share with you
But I don’t wanna talk, I wanna lay with you
Shit feel like a drug, I wanna take it with you
I’m in the air with you
The pink dust keep
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
It keep kinda like
Goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’, goin’
Goin’, goin’, goin’
It ain’t the same when you
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
The pink dust keep
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
Blowin’, blowin’, blowin’
Wish I could’ve watch the sunrise with you
(I wanna raise the sunrise)
Wish I could’ve watch the sunrise with you
(I wanna take it all night with you)
![Oh, I don't want your name or your number I don't think you gon' remember So many times we done this before, I Will never be the one that you switch up for Just go on with your ass, yeah You ain't gotta change for me [Chorus: A.CHAL] I can't tell no more if it's Hollywood or what? Hollywood love Probably gon' fuck anyway (Oh) But then so what? I can't tell no more if it's Hollywood or what? Hollywood love I'm probably gon' fuck anyway But then so what? [Verse 2: Gunna] Ooh, that's okay You got some friends wit' you, baby, that's okay ('Kay) I've been sneakin', geekin', takin' drugs all day I feel like the BP, pumpin' gas all day (All day) This money got me havin' my way (Way) Drivin' to the moon, hittin' gas, all breaks Fuckin' in the room and the PH outta state Your pussy just like food, 'fore I eat it say my grace (Ooh) We done came a long way (Way) Projects to a penthouse, we done came a long way You might as well come over 'cause we gon' fuck anyway I call you when I'm lonely, be my company, fuck space She told me if I drink with her then I don't gotta chase I told her if I be wit' her, she gotta earn her place A 2019 Bentley truck to shit all in they face (Face) [Chorus: A.CHAL] I can't tell no more if it's Hollywood or what? Hollywood love Probably gon' fuck anyway (Oh) But then so what? I can't tell no more if it's Hollywood or what? Hollywood love I'm probably gon' fuck anyway But then so what? (Then so what?) [Outro: A.CHAL] I'ma get this money, I'ma get the pesos More chopper, more bucks I'ma give you some of my time Give you good dick, pero no más A mansion in the Hollywood Hills In the bathroom, you was throwin' up But babe, it's so what? (I can't tell no more if—)](https://tekst-pesni.online/wp-content/uploads/2022/08/1200x1200bf-60-2-390x205.jpg)
