letra de what am i supposed to do? - rav
[chorus: potsu]
feels right
but i’m so confused
and it feels like
i’m in love with you
in the moonlight
you’re my perfect view
gotta hang tight
while i swing this groove
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
[verse 1: rav]
aye, what am i ‘posed to do?
i remember when you treated me like grocery food
now your boy trip and miss and land in oyster soup
fresh up out the f-ckin’ kitchen to a gorgeous view
scorch the booth
other rappers froze and truly gross, with no flavor to hold on to
so i ain’t even got to worry my moves
cuz sh-t y’all, yeah, ya boys still cute ouran high school, ha!
(r-a-v)
r-a-v with the recipe, preach and it be so heavenly
people were sleepin’ on me very heavily
keep me fully bringing heat till i’m giving my anemones, yuh
let me talk my sh-t for the one time hol’-up
give me respect and fetch my soda
and where’s the f-ckin’ shrimp i ordered
bring me my dinner and flora, ha!
[chorus:potsu]
feels right
but i’m so confused
and it feels like
i’m in love with you
in the moonlight
you’re my perfect view
gotta hang tight
while i swing this groove
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i supposed to do? yeah
what am i-
-record cuts-
[verse 2, unreleased]
been a little minute since i switched my style
on you motherf-ckers trying to twist my down/dial, wow
still don’t fit profiles, why y’all washed up
better get yourselves towels, bow
[?] still ripped, no doubt coming from the heart for to rip y’all style/sound
exo on my back, if they’re getting go south then we’re getting flows out putting prince in your couch
rav!
[?] insecure with no instant cure
but rest assured, ima get my bag
keep my enemies fear, keep my friends pure
if you think me immature, you can kiss my ass
yo, let me talk my sh-t for the one time hol’-up
give me my check, my bread, my quota
[?] in like sora, to my opposition sora
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- letra de prior to the task - mathias kruse
- letra de chino love song 1979 - the mountain goats
- letra de afc - eli arbor
- letra de kontrabanda - станет бывшей - kontrabanda
- letra de you are mine - the avett brothers
- letra de es gibt kein morgen - alpa gun