Tradução e legenda estilizada da música: Bryson Tiller - Just Another Intelude ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☞ Suport the artist: instagram: @brysontiller twitter: brysontiller ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ☞ Matheus José: twitter: @lostsince_98 instagram: @matheusj.leite Submissions/Business: submissions.matheus@gmail.com ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ [Letra/Lyrics] Bryson Tiller - Just Another Interlude [Intro] (Even though you're all alone All alone when I am gone I just wanna keep you warm I'm coming back, I'm coming back) (How I wanna touch you) Look at her (I'm so far away, I'm so, all I wanna) (How I wanna touch) Look at lil mama, man look at her (I'm so far away, I'm so, all I wanna) That ain't my [Verse 1] That ain't my, that ain't my girl, that's my nigga Catch me out on Ocean Drive wit' her Aye, catch me in the whip ridin' wit' her Hey, sippin' somethin', bumpin' BIG "Hypnotize" wit' her Pray you get that job in Tampa That's only 4 hours away Take a car, take a plane Baby, whichever is faster Uh, whichever one isn't a hassle Aw damn yeah, uh, ho Never knew no I never knew That, you'd be a freak and a friend too, yeah You into everything I'm into, ho I got some end that I can lend you, ho A piece of mind, baby come and get a piece of mine, chea Say you gotta work from 3 to 9, oh I'll get you home by a decent time Wait, fuck yo' bed you can sleep in mine, yeah Let's make it happen girl I need some time Speakin' of time, who stopped it? That's the feelin' that I get when we lock lips I got the weed at the crib, and the liquor too I fuck your soul out, releasin' your spiritual I'll be yo' muse, bring your easel and pencils, too Here you go, you tryna' tease wit' them pictures You can ride on me, just like you ride the elliptical She said, "I'm tryna' keep it tight for my nigga'" Girl unlike your last nigga', all I need is mental You know I'll work you out, get you right wit' your physical [Interlude] Oh it's just another interlude Askin' all them questions Girl you know I don't do interviews It's pitiful that when I'm wit' them other bitches I pretend it's you [Verse 2] Oh, you work at Kohl's, you in Dental school Wifin' now, you foldin' clothes, cookin' dinner too Young Tiller, girl I'm known as Pen Griffey too It's only right that I swing by and hit it too First base, second base, third base I'm tryna' get you in your birthday (suit) ho I know these other nigga's thirsty But please never entertain ‘em cause' that would hurt me You feel me, yeah I know you feel me, oh I know you feel me, yeah yeah yeah Woah, woah, huh Girl I know you feel me, yeah yeah yeah So much to look forward to baby, woah hey Let's not rush into it, nah Let's not rush into it When we get to it, we can give it all that we got

• published: 29 Mar 2019
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