Saintlike - Jakey

Saintlike - Jakey

  • Year of release: 2017
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 3:46

Below is the lyrics of the song Saintlike , artist - Jakey with translation

Lyrics " Saintlike "

Original text with translation

Saintlike

Jakey

I’m a saint, I’m a soul

Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones

I’m a saint, I’m a saint, I’m a soul

Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes

I’m a saint, I’m a saint, I’m a soul

(Saintlike)

I’m sick and tired of waiting

I’m sick and tired of waiting by the phone, oh

I know you’re home

Oh my god, Becky, look at that butt (Fuck it up)

Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up

Got a head full of dreams and a heart full of love

But I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck

Friday night, what you wanna do?

Solo Halo 2?

Sacrifice, no more Xbox Live in the room

I’m alright, finish 40s while I’m listening to t.A.T.u

«All The Things She Said,» and now I’m puking in the bathroom

Gone, maybe we could take it slow (Slow)

Ain’t nobody gotta know (God knows)

Put the phone back in the bag, and let me get your mind

Let me get your mind

Let me get your mind

Let me get your mind on me

We’re doing fine (Yeah)

«I don’t give a fuck!»

Oh my god, Becky, look at that ass

It’s that tall motherfucker saying «Don't eat glass»

And you know what they say about a guy with big shoes

Insecurities and self-esteem issues

But Jacob Christ, baby Jakey, baby brother, Baby J

Tell your sister, tell your mother why you’re feeling this way

You’ve been working so hard till it’s a.m. in the day

Got the 1, 5, 10, 20, fuck it 100K (Hot Boys)

I don’t want to take it slow (Slow)

Fuck what anybody know (They know)

Put the phone inside the trash, and let me get your mind

Let me get your mind

Let me get your mind

Let me get your mind on me

We’ll be alright, we’ll be al-

«I don’t give a fuck!»

I’m a saint, I’m a soul

Feel it in my bones, feel it in my bones

I’m a saint, I’m a saint, I’m a soul

Feel it in my bones, feel it in my toes

I’m a saint, I’m a saint, I’m a soul

(Saintlike)

Oh my god, Becky, look at that butt

Wrists on ice, with the 40s taped up

Got a head full of dreams and a heart full of love

But I never made the money so nobody gave a fuck

Think he funny, think he cute, think he ugly, think he stupid

Think he gay, think he straight, think he special, think he human

Think he changed, think he can’t, think he probably shoulda gave up

You fuckin' with him now, and his name is fuckin' Jake I’m gone

I’ve left, I’m like

My friends, my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)

My friends, my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)

My friends, I’m just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the

phone)

I’m just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)

I’m just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)

I’m just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)

I’m just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)

I’m just like my friends (I'm sick and tired of waiting)

I’m just (I'm sick and tired of waiting by the phone)

I’m just (I'm sick and tired of waiting)

I’m just, I’m just (I'm sick and)

«I don’t give a fuck!»

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