Letra de '7969 Santa' de Drake

No nosso site, temos a letra completa da música 7969 Santa que você estava procurando.

7969 Santa é uma música de Drake cuja letra tem inúmeras buscas, por isso decidimos que ela merece seu lugar neste site, junto com muitas outras letras de músicas que os internautas desejam conhecer.

Se você tem procurado há muito tempo pela letra da música 7969 Santa de Drake, comece a aquecer a voz, porque você não vai conseguir parar de cantá-la.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, damn
Damn, that's how you're dealin' with me, damn
Damn, that's how you're, that's how you're
Ayy, look, look

Who the fuck is that? It's a disguise
You ain't who I thought I recognized
Twenty thousand pound on your rent
Bitch, I coulda spent that on the guys

I don't like what you did on them trips (Shit I don't like)
I don't like what you did to your lips (Shit I don't like)
I don't like the tone of your replies (Shit I don't like)
I don't like the look that's in your eyes (Shit I don't like)
Blame this shit on bein' twenty-five
That excuse for me just doesn't fly
'Cause that keeps sayin' me, that's seven-nine
And that shit just gon' have you on my mind, yeah

I just wanna get you off of my mind
I just wanna get you off of my mind
I just wanna get you off of my mind
Ayy, yeah, damn
Damn, that's how you're dealin' with me, damn
Damn, that's how you're dealin' with me, damn
I just wanna get you off of my mind
I'm seven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six
Seven-nine-six-nine, seven-nine-six-nine

Ayy
Since I had some space to myself
I typed some shit, then I erased what I felt
That talk we had the other day didn't help
Beause you really think you out here movin' stealth
I met the nigga everybody say you fucked
And I could tell he wasn't actin' like hisself
Got you out here movin' waste like a belt
If it ain't him, then it must be somebody else, damn

I don't like what you did on them trips (Shit I don't like)
I don't like what you did to your lips (Shit I don't like)
I don't like you tellin' just one side (Shit I don't like)
I don't like the fact you never cry (Shit I don't like)
Blame that shit on bein' twenty-five
That excuse for me just doesn't fly
'Cause that keeps sayin' me, that's seven-nine
And that shit just gon' have you on my

Baby, dogs will be dogs
Though we may roam (But I promise)
Leave the door open
Tonight, I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)
Dogs will be dogs
No leash in sight
Leave the door open
I'm comin' home tonight (I mean the dogs)
Ah-ooh, ah-woo
Ah-ooh, ah-woo (I mean the dogs)
Ah-ooh (Yeah)

That's that new Teezo touchdown, straight
For all the dogs that's drivin' around in Beaumont lookin' for some cat
All you pitbulls should know by now that hundreds in a row look like tuna in a bowl (Tuna)
This is Curtis Cut-A-Bitch-Off
And you're listenin' to BARK Radio, live from Chapel Hill
Where the South was won, whatever that means
We got some new Drake and SZA comin' up
And we gon' be givin' away some Drake tickets as well
You know he comin' to the H-Town to tear the roof off that motherfucker
This is BARK Radio

Quando gostamos muito de uma música, como pode ser o seu caso com 7969 Santa de Drake, desejamos poder cantá-la conhecendo bem a letra.

Caso a sua busca pela letra da música 7969 Santa de Drake seja porque ela faz você pensar em alguém em particular, sugerimos que você a dedique de alguma forma, por exemplo, enviando o link deste site, com certeza entenderá a indireta.

Algo que acontece mais vezes do que pensamos é que as pessoas procuram a letra de 7969 Santa porque há alguma palavra na música que não entendem bem e querem ter certeza do que diz.