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G R O U S E Video (MV)




Performed By: Adoce
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Adrien Chevalier




Adoce - G R O U S E Lyrics




Smoking grenade
You don't shine
You just shade
I don't got what I asked for
But what for?

When I hit the gas
It's gonna be radical
Break a glass
Call me criminal
Shake that ass & let's get physical
Make it rain with your blood
Or drink it like a soda
Once I thought we were bud
Choke pillow on the sofa

Can I be nice
When I'm on ice
Twice said now I'm all vice
I'm unquiet sure
Now we're in a crisis
Fact is
I could make it end
But please jeez tell what's then?

Body ache, bend the back
Cheering myself to the top
Push yourself to the edge
And now let's do it all again
They never told me how to stop
I took the mic before it drop
'Cause when I'm close to the edge
That's when...

My compassion
Sold out
A companion
You're not
Copycat, copy taste, competition
You're out

I'm gonna stab you with a pike
You fall under
I'm sure I would not even like
You under water

Grouse

Smoking grenade
You don't shine
You just shade
I don't got what I asked for
But what for?
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Smoking grenade
You don't shine
You just shade
I don't got what I asked for
But what for?

When I hit the gas
It's gonna be radical
Break a glass
Call me criminal
Shake that ass & let's get physical
Make it rain with your blood
Or drink it like a soda
Once I thought we were bud
Choke pillow on the sofa

Can I be nice
When I'm on ice
Twice said now I'm all vice
I'm unquiet sure
Now we're in a crisis
Fact is
I could make it end
But please jeez tell what's then?

Body ache, bend the back
Cheering myself to the top
Push yourself to the edge
And now let's do it all again
They never told me how to stop
I took the mic before it drop
'Cause when I'm close to the edge
That's when...

My compassion
Sold out
A companion
You're not
Copycat, copy taste, competition
You're out

I'm gonna stab you with a pike
You fall under
I'm sure I would not even like
You under water

Grouse

Smoking grenade
You don't shine
You just shade
I don't got what I asked for
But what for?
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Writer: Adrien Chevalier
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