Chandelier Songtext
Out here we are stoned
And out here there are no stars
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
And out here there are no stars
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
While I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Every time she see him she starts to cry
Shorty had her own money, every time she came through she brung it
Didn't want nothin' from me, but for me to kick it
Played a cut, be the make believe husband
Could'ntstomach the fact that I was always runnin'
In and out them streets, in and out them freaks
And I didn't hide nothing, from her, I was a hundred
That's why she couldn't leave, I kept it way too G
Her family and her aunt advising that she should be
With a doctor, a lawyer, someone with a degree
But she wanted no pointers, was happiest with me
Night life, cruisin in somethin' with a spoiler with two seats
Makin' real jet movements, this lifestyle wild
These hoes is attached to it, I fucked up she say fuck me
And then she really do it, livin' this lie is foolish
So I rather let you slide even though I hate to do it
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
While I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Every time she see him she starts to cry
From the pages of the fashion magazines
To Twitter 2 plane tickets to get out here with me
Lyin' to them other guys but keepin' it sincere with me
At least that's what she wished that I believed
Boomerang style, right out a silver screen
Same player ways as mine, dog attitude and a feline
Simple real nigga made a beat line, more to shine like he shine
And when I was off on the grind, laid with less niggas of me time
Double standard rules apply, you can't do what a man do
Held in it good, it's street side
And they watchin' the people, lookin' for signs of weakness
Makin' moves with a floozy, you'll be lookin' like a simp
And the vultures out to eat them, and I can't be in that number
So it's on the late night fuck meeting, can't be seen in the public
By then she always fussin' cause I ain't got the time
So I have to let her slide, she think about me when she high
Real lIfe situations...
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
While I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Every time she see him she starts to cry
Every time she see one she smile and she cry
Every time she see one
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
While I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Every time she see him she starts to cry
Out here there are no stars
Out here we are stoned
Every time she see him she starts to cry
Shorty had her own money, every time she came through she brung it
Didn't want nothin' from me, but for me to kick it
Played a cut, be the make believe husband
Could'ntstomach the fact that I was always runnin'
In and out them streets, in and out them freaks
And I didn't hide nothing, from her, I was a hundred
That's why she couldn't leave, I kept it way too G
Her family and her aunt advising that she should be
With a doctor, a lawyer, someone with a degree
But she wanted no pointers, was happiest with me
Night life, cruisin in somethin' with a spoiler with two seats
Makin' real jet movements, this lifestyle wild
These hoes is attached to it, I fucked up she say fuck me
And then she really do it, livin' this lie is foolish
So I rather let you slide even though I hate to do it
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
While I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Every time she see him she starts to cry
From the pages of the fashion magazines
To Twitter 2 plane tickets to get out here with me
Lyin' to them other guys but keepin' it sincere with me
At least that's what she wished that I believed
Boomerang style, right out a silver screen
Same player ways as mine, dog attitude and a feline
Simple real nigga made a beat line, more to shine like he shine
And when I was off on the grind, laid with less niggas of me time
Double standard rules apply, you can't do what a man do
Held in it good, it's street side
And they watchin' the people, lookin' for signs of weakness
Makin' moves with a floozy, you'll be lookin' like a simp
And the vultures out to eat them, and I can't be in that number
So it's on the late night fuck meeting, can't be seen in the public
By then she always fussin' cause I ain't got the time
So I have to let her slide, she think about me when she high
Real lIfe situations...
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
While I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Every time she see him she starts to cry
Every time she see one she smile and she cry
Every time she see one
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was dealin' with a nigga on the grind
Tryna get a billion cause every fuckin' time
He spend with all his women and still try
Chandeliers in the ceiling, remind 'er of the time
That she was ridin' with me, I'm always on 'er mind
While I be on my mission she smile and she cry
Every time she see him she starts to cry
Out here there are no stars
Out here we are stoned
Franklin, Shante / Price, Anthony Ernest
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© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
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