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Red Curtains (feat. Yung Blade) Video (MV)




Performed By: Lord Gasp
Language: English
Length: 2:59
Written by: Tristan Lafleur-Sabourin




Lord Gasp - Red Curtains (feat. Yung Blade) Lyrics
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Baby girl, she's my devil
I see purple, i feel mellow
Red curtains and they're closed
Sleep walking, eyes closed
I know more than i can keep in my mind
Keep a lot in a jar and the glass might break
And my jaw might break cuz i talk too loud
Am i lost i'm begging you to pick me up again
Look at the moon aint no diggity
That shit be big, it be looking all jittery
I think i'm tripping, she on some witchery
Bitch you a prick but you're such a mistery
Burberry fur with some white jewelries
Went down the curve, be careful it's slippery
I feel a loss, she feel a victory
I feel a cage, she feel her liberty
I fell in love with Paris Green the way she look
She hanged me down her rope so we could watch me float
Baby girl got the Vivienne on my neck
But what's special's in my chest, ima bring you a rose
Ima bring you a rose and i hope
You won't bring me the rope oh no
Yeah i know you're the type of hoe that shows up at 3
And then you leave me dying all alone
And i wonder why you're gone
Always thinking she the one, please correct me if i'm wrong
Baby girl, she's my devil
I see purple, i feel mellow
Red curtains and they're closed
Sleep walking, eyes closed
Baby girl, she's my devil
I see purple, i feel mellow
Red curtains and they're closed
Sleep walking, eyes closed
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Baby girl, she's my devil
I see purple, i feel mellow
Red curtains and they're closed
Sleep walking, eyes closed
I know more than i can keep in my mind
Keep a lot in a jar and the glass might break
And my jaw might break cuz i talk too loud
Am i lost i'm begging you to pick me up again
Look at the moon aint no diggity
That shit be big, it be looking all jittery
I think i'm tripping, she on some witchery
Bitch you a prick but you're such a mistery
Burberry fur with some white jewelries
Went down the curve, be careful it's slippery
I feel a loss, she feel a victory
I feel a cage, she feel her liberty
I fell in love with Paris Green the way she look
She hanged me down her rope so we could watch me float
Baby girl got the Vivienne on my neck
But what's special's in my chest, ima bring you a rose
Ima bring you a rose and i hope
You won't bring me the rope oh no
Yeah i know you're the type of hoe that shows up at 3
And then you leave me dying all alone
And i wonder why you're gone
Always thinking she the one, please correct me if i'm wrong
Baby girl, she's my devil
I see purple, i feel mellow
Red curtains and they're closed
Sleep walking, eyes closed
Baby girl, she's my devil
I see purple, i feel mellow
Red curtains and they're closed
Sleep walking, eyes closed
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Writer: Tristan Lafleur-Sabourin
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