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1944 Video (MV)




Performed By: Zexus
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Kyle Z




Zexus - 1944 Lyrics
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Travelling over the weekend
F*ck the odds, I'm breaking even
I'm Mexican, she Puerto Rican
They don't wanna know where we've been
Where we've been
We been on the shore
Start a war Like it's 1944
When she see me, she adore Now she wantin' somethin' more
I got chains, take a plane Bout to take her on a tour
Can't complain, bout a thang When you livin', that's for sure
Put my hands all up on her waist She came right back to my place
A trace that I can't embrace I needed me an estate
So I put me up on these planes I'm flyin' through with no case
If I don't want it, then I won't cop it But nothin' stoppin' my bank
I got 2K, match the jeans that I'm walkin' in
Three days with the same chick I'm ridin' with
Four ways I can say, f*ck your bargainin'
High stakes when we out, hit the club again
Pocket watchin', so I put it in the bag
If everything was missin', let my vision do the tax
I'm getting all the things I've wanted now I gotta brag
They never got the vision, though
Travelling over the weekend
F*ck the odds, I'm breaking even
I'm Mexican, she Puerto Rican
They don't wanna know where we've been
Where we've been
We been on the shore
Start a war Like it's 1944
When she see me, she adore Now she wantin' somethin' more
I got chains, take a plane Bout to take her on a tour
Can't complain, bout a thang When you livin', that's for sure
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Travelling over the weekend
F*ck the odds, I'm breaking even
I'm Mexican, she Puerto Rican
They don't wanna know where we've been
Where we've been
We been on the shore
Start a war Like it's 1944
When she see me, she adore Now she wantin' somethin' more
I got chains, take a plane Bout to take her on a tour
Can't complain, bout a thang When you livin', that's for sure
Put my hands all up on her waist She came right back to my place
A trace that I can't embrace I needed me an estate
So I put me up on these planes I'm flyin' through with no case
If I don't want it, then I won't cop it But nothin' stoppin' my bank
I got 2K, match the jeans that I'm walkin' in
Three days with the same chick I'm ridin' with
Four ways I can say, f*ck your bargainin'
High stakes when we out, hit the club again
Pocket watchin', so I put it in the bag
If everything was missin', let my vision do the tax
I'm getting all the things I've wanted now I gotta brag
They never got the vision, though
Travelling over the weekend
F*ck the odds, I'm breaking even
I'm Mexican, she Puerto Rican
They don't wanna know where we've been
Where we've been
We been on the shore
Start a war Like it's 1944
When she see me, she adore Now she wantin' somethin' more
I got chains, take a plane Bout to take her on a tour
Can't complain, bout a thang When you livin', that's for sure
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Writer: Kyle Z
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