3 Peat - Ambré

3 Peat

Ambré

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Lyric

Love, I mean, if I, I guess if I had to put it into a song, I mean

It would sound like this

I'm back in New Orleans, my people think I'm rich now

Murder my ego, made my anxiety sit down

Now I got time to kill

I'm back to back with it, three classics in a row

You remind me of an old flame

I remind you of G, I'm from Uptown, baby

Take the whole thing

Now you fucking with a G, I'm from Uptown, baby (yeah, yeah)

The block get hot but it keep me warm (keep me warm)

It's all I know (all)

It's all I know (all)

Nothing else feels like home

It's all I know

It's all I know, woah

Hood shit, that's what we like

That's how we live some nights

They want a three peat, hood shit, that's what we like

Dickie fits and G Nikes (so nicе)

They want a three peat

(You listening to 209.0 FM

Coming to you on thе hottest day of the summer, three thousand degrees

We got that new Ambré to cool you off

Welcome to the city)

- It's already the end -