Versuri glaive & kurtains – UNCA / Composure lyrics
[Part I: UNCA]
[Verse 1: glaive]
These UNC girls that go to UNCA
Now they’re saying sorry about the hurricane
And I got money to burn and nothing to save
[Chorus: glaive & kurtains, glaive]
So spend it like it’s yours, baby
Them bitches lied to you, like they did before, baby
Not even married, so why would we divorce, baby?
You feel embarrassed ‘bout things you should ignore, baby
Well, why of course, baby
[Verse 2: glaive & kurtains]
And if we’re being honest
It’s cool you’re in college for socioeconomics
But the way you’re talkin’ sounds like you never got it
‘Cause this ain’t a loan, girl, you can have it if you want it
[Chorus: glaive & kurtains]
So spеnd it like it’s yours, baby
Them bitches liеd to you, like they did before, baby
Not even married, so why would we divorce, baby?
You feel embarrassed ‘bout things you should ignore, baby
Well, why of course, baby
[Interlude]
Hey guys, we are having too much fun and it’s not supposed to be fun
[Part II: Composure]
[Intro: kurtains]
I know you wanna go
And I’m tryna take you home with me
I just want you to know
You’re not like these other hoes I see
[Chorus: kurtains]
Yeah, we up right now and nobody else is home
Take it off right now, lay your body on the sofa
I’ma bring you close, let me take you to the floor
And I can do it slow, I want you without composure
[Post-Chorus: kurtains]
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
I’m gonna show ya
[Verse: glaive]
I’m tryna see you do all type of shit
See you before my flight and shit
I’ll give up my whole life for this, I
I’m tryna see you lose composure
I’d send you twenty grand before I ever think to post you
My God, you look better than the photos
The best part is that you didn’t even notice that
See, I got all these hoes on me
Money comes and goes, darling
I just hope
[Chorus: kurtains, glaive, kurtains & glaive]
That you’re up right now and nobody else is home
Take it off right now, lay your body on the sofa
I’ma bring you close, let me take you to the floor
And I can do it slow, I want you without composure
[Post-Chorus: kurtains]
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
