Back to Top

RenDough - Her Song Lyrics



RenDough - Her Song Lyrics




Yeah I got you
You know I always got you

She asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song
So I made a song for her
Yeah she asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song

This got her dancing up on all fours
Got rappers on and off tour
Done seen it all nice clothes
Some played ball
Some a dictator like Adolf
She watched me get my weight off
Her man probably In the playoffs
In my mind she fades off
Just gave it time
Hard work it pays off
Remember getting laid off
Now I'm in a battle with the devil
This a face off
Money ain't gon change me
Same story
Different mcee
Skin white like shady
Puerto Rican blood like Pun
Him Em Cole pac big
All made into one
Just another hip hop Son
Raised up like the sun
World weighing some tons
Use to have low funds
Had to live off the earth
Breaking down the herb
Roll it up let me grab my lighter first
I sit and I write a verse
How you got him suicidal
Way to beautiful girl singing Sean Kingston
Can't live with the thought of you leaving
How you gon leave me to battle with these demons
All alone
I'll write a song
Still we'll never be even
Least now I got something to believe In
Least now I got something to believe in

Thank Christ Thank God for my life
Thank God for what I had all the good and the bad
Aye

She asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song
So I made a song for her
Yeah she asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

Yeah I got you
You know I always got you

She asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song
So I made a song for her
Yeah she asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song

This got her dancing up on all fours
Got rappers on and off tour
Done seen it all nice clothes
Some played ball
Some a dictator like Adolf
She watched me get my weight off
Her man probably In the playoffs
In my mind she fades off
Just gave it time
Hard work it pays off
Remember getting laid off
Now I'm in a battle with the devil
This a face off
Money ain't gon change me
Same story
Different mcee
Skin white like shady
Puerto Rican blood like Pun
Him Em Cole pac big
All made into one
Just another hip hop Son
Raised up like the sun
World weighing some tons
Use to have low funds
Had to live off the earth
Breaking down the herb
Roll it up let me grab my lighter first
I sit and I write a verse
How you got him suicidal
Way to beautiful girl singing Sean Kingston
Can't live with the thought of you leaving
How you gon leave me to battle with these demons
All alone
I'll write a song
Still we'll never be even
Least now I got something to believe In
Least now I got something to believe in

Thank Christ Thank God for my life
Thank God for what I had all the good and the bad
Aye

She asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song
So I made a song for her
Yeah she asked me make a song for her
She asked me make a song
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Rennan Cramer-Moulier
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: RenDough



RenDough - Her Song Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: RenDough
Language: English
Length: 1:59
Written by: Rennan Cramer-Moulier
[Correct Info]
Tags:
No tags yet