7:00 - Bryson Tiller

7:00 - Bryson Tiller

  • Year of release: 2021
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:08

Below is the lyrics of the song 7:00 , artist - Bryson Tiller with translation

Lyrics " 7:00 "

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7:00

Bryson Tiller

Kiss through the phone first, how the tone work?

I was hurt then, only pickin' up the phone for the homework

They was mad when they said that it won’t work

Mad 'cause the drop-top crashed, it’s a loaner

Breakfast in the morning,

I told her, «Seven o’clock when you last came over»

2 a.m. now, and I know you ain’t sober

Sleepin' alone and your man can’t hold ya

But baby, I can, tell your man, «Game over»

Shows ain’t over, the plans ain’t over

Wanna sit back, watch a young man take over

I’m gon' ask, «Is you comin' over?»

Movin' too fast, we could take things slower

Oh, na-na

But if you knew better, girl

From the way it looks, you got it under control

Let me know (Let me know, yeah)

Be honest

I don’t know if they fuck with you like I do (I don’t know if they fuck with

you like)

Like I do, I tell 'em all and I tell 'em all

Nah, you don’t need no substitute, I got you (Don't need no substitute, nah)

I got you, tell them all and I tell 'em all now

Who is that?

You been soul searching

Who been zaddy?

He seems so nervous

As he should, I been so determined

And I’m, shows over, close the curtains and I’m

No, no, he ain’t goin' this real

Pardon me, I had to interfere

(Yeah, it’s seven o’clock on the dot in the drop-top)

(And the cock blocks, not on my watch, ah-ah, ah-ah)

(Wanna do some)

West coast drive way (Freaky), hit the high way

Shawty pick the time, place, you know I’m on my way

Girl, I’m here for you, ain’t no question

I’m advisin', it’s time that I teach you my lesson

You know the name B-R, why not give me a S-O-N?

He don’t get it with shit, baby, that’s on him

Your crown lay low still when it’s set on him

Don’t mind if I come take that from him

And you call me as soon as you left from him

Now I know why you give no respect to him

This is all for the rep, baby

I won’t let nobody, let nobody, no

No, no, no, no

I know you think it’s all the same song

But it’s not the same song

They wrote to you (Yeah)

Yeah, yeah (Alright, alright, I see you, be honest)

I don’t know if they fuck with you like I do (I don’t know if they fuck with

you like)

Like I do, I tell 'em all and I tell 'em all

Nah, you don’t need no substitute, I got you (Don't need no substitute, nah)

I got you, tell them all and I tell 'em all now

Who is that?

You been soul searching

Who been zaddy?

He seems so nervous

As he should, I been so determined

And I’m, shows over, close the curtains, and I’m

No, no, he ain’t goin' this real

Pardon me, I had to interfere

(Yeah, it’s seven o’clock on the dot in the drop-top)

(And the cock blocks, not on my watch, ah-ah, ah-ah)

(Wanna do some)

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