PAROLES
[Chorus: Mace Syre]
Bring that whore to me
Make her fit for a king
Bring that whore to me
Make her fit for a king
[Verse 1: Mace Syre]
My will is the separation of my madness
So my clarity will die
Won’t stop, everybody ’round turned me to a mess
I see you’re loving it
Tryna hold it back, but you’re feeling it
Open for the high, girl, you’re feeling it
Can’t believe I had to deal with this, ease in it
It’s not the time, I feel like falling out
Like I will lose you, just know I want it
She’s been stopping all the praise like her times out
Make you blindly feel her grace, you won’t find out
Lost mysеlf for her and she’s not hersеlf
[Chorus: Mace Syre]
Bring that whore to me
Make her fit for a king
Bring that whore to me
Make her fit for a king
[Verse 2: 916frosty]
The life they lead has been outlived
I ask my god, for more, he gives
You brought this storm into your sky
I tried to help you get inside
Bitch, I lost my heart in the vagabonds
Told her who I am, she keep bragging on
Put on my gloves for the shadow box
Taught you everything but there’s a caveat
Cacti, no iced tea, drink it with my Kylie
She hate the pig pen ’cause it make her muddy
I watched my friends die, changed why they hate me
You thought you were smart, couldn’t figure out me
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
How you gonna go betray me when we on the same team?
Buying out the stores, spilling lean on my jeans
I be seeing girls like her in my dream
[Chorus: Mace Syre]
Bring that whore to me
Make her fit, woah, woah-woah, woah
Nah-nah, nah
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3: Mace Syre]
Oh-oh
Ayy-eh
Make that money, I’ll be on you till I’m on the rise
Run to the north, you’re a star, baby you’re for the skies
Make you believe the words, I’ll hold you ’til you’re hypnotized
What can i say? I’m just a sucker for some pretty eyes
But until I ask for everything I need from you
You have to show me you’re the type of one to follow through
Oh baby, follow through
This ain’t a game for two
You best believe it, had to make sure you ain’t had a clue
Baby had it oh, I had it fall
Want you naked, oh, I want it all
One more drug, what else could happen now?
When push comes to shove, you always held it down (Ooh)
Got no time to fuck around
Make you weak, make a scene, watch you stick around
My anesthesia on a high, synesthesia on your life
I ain’t got nowhere to run, no more places left to hide
[Outro: Mace Syre]
They say, they say, they say (They say)
They say, they say, they say (They say)
They say, they say, they say (They say)
They say, they say, they say
Now
