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911 / Mr. Lonely Karaoke - Tyler, The Creator & Frank Ocean & Steve Lacy

To nagranie jest coverem 911 / Mr. Lonely rozsławionym przez Tyler, The Creator
feat. Frank Ocean & Steve Lacy

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 111 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: F♯, Dm, C♯m, E♭m, B, B♭m

The song begins a cappella

Czas trwania: 04:21 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:33

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 2017
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim

Cała zawartość na naszej stronie internetowej jest w całości odtwarzana przez naszych muzyków w studio. Nie używamy żadnych części oryginalnych nagrań i w żaden sposób nie korzystamy z technologii separacji stemów AI.

Tekst 911 / Mr. Lonely

Call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me, call me
Call me, call me, call me
Call me
How you doin'
My name is Lonely
Nice to meet you
Here's my number
You can reach me
Nine-one-one
Call me some time
Nine-one-one
Call me some time
Nine-one-one
Nine-one-one
Huh huh uh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
My thirst levels are infinity and beyond
Sippin' on that lemonade
I need a Beyoncé
Can't see straight
These shades are Céline Dion
Sucks you can't gas me up
Shout out to Elon
Musk
Yeah I got a sold-out show
Crowd wild out but don't matter 'cos you not front row
I've been lookin' for a keeper
Listen to the speaker
If you fit description hit me on my beeper
At that Nine-one-one
Call me some time
Ring, ring, ring
Please bang my line
You know I'll answer
Call me some time
Ring, ring, ring
Please bang my line
Nine-one-one
Nine-one-one
Call me some time
Call me some time
Nine-one-one
Nine-one-one
Nine-one-one
Call me some time
Call me some time
Nine-one-one
Nine-one-one
Woah oh oh oh oh
Nine-one-one
Nine-one-one
Chirp chirp yeep
Chirp chirp
Woke up in the 'burbs, 'burbs with the birds, birds
Where you used to come and get me with the swerve, swerve
These days you gotta find time
Even the nightline
Work line
Dial nine
Five car garage
Full tank of the gas
But that don't mean nothin'
Nothin', nothin', nothin' without you shotgun in the passenger
I'm the loneliest man alive but I keep on dancin' to throw 'em off
I'm gon' run out of moves 'cos I can't groove to the blues
If you know any DJs tell 'em to call me at nine-one-one
Old lonely-ass nigga for real
You need to go somewhere like get some bitches or somethin'
Old weird ass nigga
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
They say the loudest in the room is weak
That's what they assume but I disagree
I say the loudest in the room is prolly the loneliest one in the room
Attention seeker, public speaker
Oh my God
That boy there is so fuckin' lonely
Writin' songs about these people who do not exist
He's such a fuckin' phony
One thing I know is that I wanna win so bad but I'm not Chicago
My heart is low, it's real low
It's so low
You can't lift me up
I'm like Gallardo
From the start it's been real dark
It's been so dark
I guess that you could call me charbroiled huh
I'm playin' like Hasbro
I'm really Saari, call me Arto
Crashed the McLaren
Bought me a Tesla
I know you sick of me talkin' 'bout cars
But what the fuck else do you want from me
That is the only thing keepin' me company
Purchase some things until I'm annoyed
These items is fillin' the void
Been fillin' it for so long
I don't even know if it's shit I enjoy
Current battle as an adult
My partner is a shadow
I need love
Do you got some I could borrow
Fuck it I could find some tomorrow
But that never comes
Like a vasectomy
What have I done
I got the talent, the face and the funds
Found myself long ago but I haven't found someone
Mirror, mirror on the wall
The loneliest of them all
Cupid actin' stupid
Do you got another number
I could call
Never had a pet
I never had a pet
There's more fish in the sea but I never had a goldfish to begin with
I never had a dog so I've never been good with bitches 'cos I never threw a ball, fetch
I never had a pet
That's where it stems from I bet
Treat me like direct deposit
Check in on me sometime
Ask me how I'm really doin' so I never have to press that nine-one-one
No
Fuck ha ha ha
Shit
Oh damn
Damn

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