Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
Pi’erre Bourne
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Pi’erre Bourne & Young Nudy
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Pi’erre Bourne & Trippie Redd
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Lyrics from Snippets
[Chorus]
I told you I'm into you, you don't wanna listen to me (Yeah)
She know I [?] she know it's some bitches with me (Yeah)
I just flew to Paris, she flew to Italy (Yeah)
She crossin' the border, just come [?] with me (Uh)
She gon' take the train for the dick, yeah
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' french, yeah
Yeah, [?] my way, hoe that's it, yeah
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
And we still roll up pain in this spliff, yeah
[Verse 1]
Uh, like the wi-fi, she wanna get connected
Told that lil bitch uh-uh, [?] like a charger
She want a banana, she gon' go her way like Tarzan
[?] that [?] Tarzana, pussy [?]
Jewish, just like [?], she get [?] like lava
Let me meet your mama, she gon' cook lasagna
She be movin' silent, fuck her like a master
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Only time I'm violent
[Chorus]
I told you I'm into you, you don't wanna listen to me (Yeah)
She know I [?] she know it's some bitches with me (Yeah)
I just flew to Paris, she flew to Italy (Yeah)
She crossin' the border, just come [?] with me (Uh)
She gon' take the train for the dick, yeah
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' french, yeah
Yeah, [?] my way, hoe that's it, yeah
And we still roll up pain in this spliff, yeah
[Verse 2]
Bet I break your back (Your back)
Get the pussy and break your back (Her back)
Is it funeral, we wear all black
Like a [?], she [?] all that
She spit it back up [?]
Run it up her legs [?]
She wanna be my new bae
Alright, alright
Like bitch you're welcome to
Got a bitch that [?]
Bitches like when you know them rules
Fuck a bitch like [?]
Got me feelin', I hurt her [?]
Make 'em move like a hula hoop
Lookin' at 'em like what I do
Right now
(Like what, like what)
[Chorus]
I told you I'm into you, you don't wanna listen to me (Yeah)
She know I [?] she know it's some bitches with me (Yeah)
I just flew to Paris, she flew to Italy (Yeah)
She crossin' the border, just come [?] with me (Uh)
She gon' take the train for the dick, yeah
Yeah, she pop that champagne, speakin' french, yeah
Yeah, [?] my way, hoe that's it, yeah
And we still roll up pain in this spliff, yeah
Italy was written by Pi’erre Bourne.
Italy was produced by Pi’erre Bourne.