Conan Gray - Heather - Song English Lyrics

 

Conan Gray - Heather - Lyrics

Heather

I still remember third of December

Me in your sweater, you said it looked better

On me, than it did you, only if you knew

How much I liked you, but I watch your eyes

As she walks by

What a sight for sore eyes

Brighter than the blue sky

She's got you mesmerized

While I die

Why would you ever kiss me?

I'm not even half as pretty

You gave her your sweater

It's just polyester

But you like her better

Wish I were Heather

Watch as she stands with her holding your hand

Put your arm 'round her shoulder, now I'm getting colder

But how could I hate her? She's such an angel

But then again, kinda wish she were dead

As she walks by

What a sight for sore eyes

Brighter than a blue sky

She's got you mesmerized

While I die

Why would you ever kiss me?

I'm not even half as pretty

You gave her your sweater

It's just polyester

But you like her better

I wish I were Heather

Wish I were Heather

(Oh, oh)

Wish I were Heather

Why would you ever kiss me?

I'm not even half as pretty

You gave her your sweater

It's just polyester

But you like her better

Wish I were

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Songwriters: Conan Lee Gray

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Artist: Conan Gray

Album: Kid Krow

Released: 2020

Genre: Pop

WAP - Song Lyrics in English

 

WAP

Cardi B

I said, certified freak

Seven days a week

Wet ass pussy

Make that pull-out game weak, woo

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, you fucking with some wet ass pussy

Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass pussy

Give me everything you got for this wet ass pussy

Beat it up, nigga, catch a charge

Extra large and extra hard

Put this pussy right in your face

Swipe your nose like a credit card

Hop on top, I wanna ride

I do a kegel while it's inside

Spit in my mouth, look in my eyes

This pussy is wet, come take a dive

Tie me up like I'm surprised

Let's role play, I wear a disguise

I want you to park that big Mack truck

Right in this little garage

Make it cream, make me scream

Out in public, make a scene

I don't cook, I don't clean

But let me tell you how I got this ring (ayy, ayy)

Gobble me, swallow me, drip down inside of me

Quick jump out 'fore you let it get inside of me

I tell him where to put it, never tell him where I'm 'bout to be

I run down on him 'fore I have a nigga running me

Talk your shit, bite your lip

Ask for a car while you ride that dick (while you ride that dick)

You really ain't never gotta fuck him for a thang

He already made his mind up 'fore he came

Now get your boots and your coat

For this wet ass pussy

He bought a phone just for pictures

Of this wet ass pussy

Pay my tuition just to kiss me

On this wet ass pussy

Now make it rain if you wanna

See some wet ass pussy

Look, I need a hard hitter, I need a deep stroker

I need a Henny drinker, I need a weed smoker

Not a garden snake, I need a king cobra

With a hook in it, hope it lean over

He got some money, then that's where I'm headed

Pussy A1, just like his credit

He got a beard, well, I'm tryna wet it

I let him taste it, now he diabetic

I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp

I wanna gag, I wanna choke

I want you to touch that little dangly dang

That swang in the back of my throat

My head game is fire, punani Dasani

It's going in dry and it's coming out soggy

I ride on that thang like the cops is behind me

I spit on his mic and now he tryna sign me, woo

Your honor, I'm a freak bitch, handcuffs, leashes

Switch my wig, make him feel like he cheating

Put him on his knees, give him something to believe in

Never lost a fight, but I'm looking for a beating

In the food chain, I'm the one that eat ya

If he ate my ass, he's a bottom feeder

Big D stand for big demeanor

I could make you bust before I ever meet ya

If it don't hang, then he can't bang

You can't hurt my feelings, but I like pain

If he fuck me and ask, "Whose is it?"

When I ride the dick, I'ma spell my name

Ah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, you fucking with some wet ass pussy

Bring a bucket and a mop for this wet ass pussy

Give me everything you got for this wet ass pussy

Now from the top, make it drop

That's some wet ass pussy

Now get a bucket and a mop

That's some wet ass pussy

I'm talking WAP, WAP, WAP

That's some wet ass pussy

Macaroni in a pot

That's some wet ass pussy, uh

(There's some whores in this house)

(There's some whores in this house)

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Songwriters: Austin J. Owens / Belcalis Almanzar / Frank Rodriguez / James III Foye / Jorden Thorpe / Megan J. Pete

WAP lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC