Traduzione testo Remember You (Wiz Khalifa ft. The Weeknd)

Remember You, è il titolo dell'ultimo singolo del rapper Wiz Khalifa feat.
The Weeknd.Il brano, è il secondo estratto dall'album O.N.I.F.I.C., pubblicato il 4 dicembre 2012 per le etichette Atlantic e Rostrum Records.L'inedito è stato pubblicato il 24 settembre scorso.Dopo il salto oltre ai testi, è possibile visionare il videoclip ufficiale.Video ufficiale Remember You - Wiz Khalifa ft.
The WeekndInvia la suoneria "Remember You" sul tuo cellulareTesto Remember You (Lingua Originale)[Intro - The Weeknd]She’s about to earn some bragging rightsI’m ’bout to give it up likeI’ve been holding back all nightGirl, take pride in what you wanna doEven if that means a new manEvery night inside of youBaby, I don’t mindYou can tell by how I rollCause my clique hotAnd my cup coldMy tongue slurred cause I’m so throwedAnd I’m wiping sweatFrom my last showAnd he’s TG and I’m XOI’m only here for one nightThen I’mma be your memorySay it in my ears,So I can hear what you’re saying to meI got cups full of that RoséSmoke anything that’s passed to meDon’t worry ’bout my voiceI won’t need it for what I’m about to do to youBad bitch,Girl I think I might get used to youI’mma have to take your numberWhen I’m through with youAll I ask of youIs try to earn my memoryMake me remember you like you remember meBad bitch,Girl I think I might get used to youI’mma have to take your number when I’m through with youAll I ask of youIs try to earn my memoryMake me remember you like you remember me[Verse 1 - Wiz Khalifa]Old rapping assLight years past the classHit it, don’t have to passNigga, we the new AftermathNiggas after fame, I just have to laughNiggas after fame, I’m after cashYou’s a fan, I’m a playerI’m the man, you’s a haterAnd I only smoke papersThat’s how you tell that I’m tailoredNigga listenBreak it down,Rolling weed on the island of my kitchenAnd not a thing goes out without permissionLook, everything I got on I was made forEverything that I got I done came forAll the shit that you see I done slaved forAll the cars and the crib, yeah that’s paid forNeed I say moreSpend so much money on clothesSaid fuck a store, making my own**I hope that you’re rolling one upWhile you’re singing alongAnd know I was rolling oneWhile I was making this songPour out some shotsYou’re taking too longYoung and I’m richAnd plus all of my friendsOn that Bombay and lemonadeGood to youBad bitch,Girl I think I might get used to youI’mma have to take your numberWhen I’m through with youAll I ask of youIs [...]

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