Lyrics to Cape Town
(Veins, veins)
(Joshhh)
(Anti)
I been runnin' after yo' love, runnin' up my PayPal
Drivin' on the wrong road, I hate bein' in K-Town
All these seven digits like I hate bein' awake now
Light-skin bitch, the skin pretty, she from Cape Town
African, big body, yeah
Diamonds on Don Dada, yeah
We don't do no mercy, boy, you should've not just started this
Push up on me real quick, I take her, like, let me borrow that
Shooter real young, can't give a fuck, like, where yo' mom at?
Oh, they seein' me, huh? When I'm goin' home
He wanna be me, but don't even know what I know
I'm in the two-three, I'm goin' the paint from all these clones
They say they feel me, but they fake like they silicone
I don't sit still payin', boy, you should've known
And diamonds full of rainbows, call it color-code
Told my baby keep it warm when I'm comin' home
And stay out the kitchen 'cause you know I need the stove
I been runnin' after yo' love, runnin' up my PayPal
Drivin' on the wrong road, I hate bein' in K-Town
All these seven digits like I hate bein' awake now
Light-skin bitch, the skin pretty, she from Cape Town
African, big body, yeah
Diamonds on Don Dada, yeah
We don't do no mercy, boy, you should've not just started this
Push up on me real quick, I take her, like, let me borrow that
Shooter real young, can't give a fuck, like, where yo' mom at?
You said you love me
I called it crazy
You know I got you
[?], baby
And you know I know you
You know that you lonely
Bitch, tell me what all you need
And I'll give you a call for me (Me, me, me)
I been runnin' after yo' love, runnin' up my PayPal
Drivin' on the wrong road, I hate bein' in K-Town
All these seven digits like I hate bein' awake now
Light-skin bitch, the skin pretty, she from Cape Town
African, big body, yeah
Diamonds on Don Dada, yeah
We don't do no mercy, boy, you should've not just started this
Push up on me real quick, I take her, like, let me borrow that
Shooter real young, can't give a fuck, like, where yo' mom at?
(You said you love me)
(I called it crazy)
(You know I got you)
([?], baby)
(And you know I know you)
(You know that you lonely)
(Bitch, tell me what all you need)
(And I'll give you a call for me, me, me, me)
(Joshhh)
(Anti)
I been runnin' after yo' love, runnin' up my PayPal
Drivin' on the wrong road, I hate bein' in K-Town
All these seven digits like I hate bein' awake now
Light-skin bitch, the skin pretty, she from Cape Town
African, big body, yeah
Diamonds on Don Dada, yeah
We don't do no mercy, boy, you should've not just started this
Push up on me real quick, I take her, like, let me borrow that
Shooter real young, can't give a fuck, like, where yo' mom at?
Oh, they seein' me, huh? When I'm goin' home
He wanna be me, but don't even know what I know
I'm in the two-three, I'm goin' the paint from all these clones
They say they feel me, but they fake like they silicone
I don't sit still payin', boy, you should've known
And diamonds full of rainbows, call it color-code
Told my baby keep it warm when I'm comin' home
And stay out the kitchen 'cause you know I need the stove
I been runnin' after yo' love, runnin' up my PayPal
Drivin' on the wrong road, I hate bein' in K-Town
All these seven digits like I hate bein' awake now
Light-skin bitch, the skin pretty, she from Cape Town
African, big body, yeah
Diamonds on Don Dada, yeah
We don't do no mercy, boy, you should've not just started this
Push up on me real quick, I take her, like, let me borrow that
Shooter real young, can't give a fuck, like, where yo' mom at?
You said you love me
I called it crazy
You know I got you
[?], baby
And you know I know you
You know that you lonely
Bitch, tell me what all you need
And I'll give you a call for me (Me, me, me)
I been runnin' after yo' love, runnin' up my PayPal
Drivin' on the wrong road, I hate bein' in K-Town
All these seven digits like I hate bein' awake now
Light-skin bitch, the skin pretty, she from Cape Town
African, big body, yeah
Diamonds on Don Dada, yeah
We don't do no mercy, boy, you should've not just started this
Push up on me real quick, I take her, like, let me borrow that
Shooter real young, can't give a fuck, like, where yo' mom at?
(You said you love me)
(I called it crazy)
(You know I got you)
([?], baby)
(And you know I know you)
(You know that you lonely)
(Bitch, tell me what all you need)
(And I'll give you a call for me, me, me, me)
