Azul versuri

Azul lyrics by Kale Joseph, Artie J

Verse 1: Kale Joseph
The sun shine on your pretty ass
You got some luxury, you got some class
Oh, you fuck with me, I fuck with that
Shawty, I’m gon’ get you them designer bags
I will show you sum, show you sum good, babe
I just wanna, I just wanna know if
You ready to settle down, I’m not here to mess around

Chorus: Kale Joseph
Shawty, you should come and mess with me, like, „What’s up?”
I might go and fly you overseas just for fun
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a fee, yeah, it’s nothing
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a thing, girl, it’s nothing
Shawty, you should come and mess with me, like, „What’s up?”
I might go and fly you overseas just for fun
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a fee, yeah, it’s nothing
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a thing, girl, it’s nothing

Post-Chorus: Kale Joseph
It means nothing to me (Oh, oh)
It means nothing to me, girl (Oh, oh)
It means nothing to me (Oh, oh)
It means nothing to me, girl (Oh, oh)

Verse 2: Kale Joseph
Drinkin’ this Azul, cuz we don’t know what to do
Then we start actin’ a fool, babe
What should we do?
I said, what should we do, baby?
We drinkin’ this Azul, cuz we don’t know what to do
Then we start actin’ a fool, babe
What should we do?
I said, what should we do, baby?

Chorus: Kale Joseph
Shawty, you should come and mess with me, like, „What’s up?”
I might go and fly you overseas just for fun
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a fee, yeah, it’s nothing
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a thing, girl, it’s nothing
Shawty, you should come and mess with me, like, „What’s up?”
I might go and fly you overseas just for fun
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a fee, yeah, it’s nothing
You ain’t gotta worry ‘bout a thing, girl, it’s nothing

Verse 3: Artie J
If she want it then I got it
It ain’t nothing to buy it, I swear to god I’m about it
Flying to Calabasas
Baby, you is the bestest
I know you love me, I know you love
We need privacy up in Studio E
Got a lot of things I wanna say to you
She putting it on me and her body so tea
She sucking and she swallow til’ I’m all empty (Woo)
It ain’t nothing to a rich nigga like me and Kale
We could get you all them brand new bags that you want in here
We get money every show
I’ma spend it all on you and your pretty ass, baby
She think I’m trippin’ out
Because I’m blowing loud
I guess I’m trippin’ out
All the girls around us, and we like, „Wow”
Yeah, it ain’t nothing to me
It ain’t nothing to me, girl
It ain’t nothing to-oh-oh

Outro: Artie J
If she want it then I got it
It ain’t nothing to buy it, I swear to god I’m about it
Flying to Calabasas
Baby, you is the bestest
I know you love me, I know you love