23 sins ft. Kiera Thaper Lyrics

Oh yeah

Take my life

Win the fight

Close my eyes

When I see my son in front of me

That view

They got you?

To take me

To my twenty-three sins

Got twenty-three on the sins

But I have done a lot more

Than a peace offering

I might be on the run

For how I'm really feeling

But either way

My angels really need me to win

I pop out with a hundred of 'em (Yuh!)

Gata, uită-te la mine

On the headline, eu arăta

Rece ca la apa

Man I'm cold like îngheţată

Been on it from the jump

Irina joacă niciodată

Nu fi suparat, ah, I'm a…

Rolling Stone little mama

That's the article they cry to

Couldn't knock me out

But everybody know they tried to

Baby boy it's cool, nu sunt a fool

But I'll remind you

That they call repeatedly:

''Remember me from high school?''

Take my life

Win the fight

Close my eyes

When I see my son in front of me

That view

They got you?

To take me

To my twenty-three sins

Aye-yo!

Tell Kiera that we winning, girl we hit it

I might pop out in the UK

Just to tell her that we did it

Talking Amsterdam to Birmingham

My soul is fly, no Spirit

Dummies dried up over summer

Like a Burning Man exhibit

So, I been dodging

All the labels and the offers again

Tell 'em: ''sorry, I don't want it''

I'm too bold to befriend

Do not speak to me at all

If you don't hold up the pen

Big red flannel on you suckas

Got Fantano'd again!

That's my life boy, Top em' like I'm Obi

I could've made the shot myself without the whole team

But wouldn't feel it, if it's me right on the trophy

So I'm assisting, pass it to 'em like I'm Cousy

Take my life (Yup!)

Win the fight

Close my eyes

When I see my son in front of me

That view

They got you?

To take me

To my twenty-three sins

I gotta drown the sins

Drown the sins

I gotta hound the wins

Hound the wins

I gotta let it go, 'cause I can't be perfect

Trying isn't too bad, if it's close, I'm worth it

Yeah

Twenty-three sins

Mm

Okay

'Rina, Kiera, one for the books

Aye!