Kid Ink - My System (Lyrics - Paroles)

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Kid Ink - My System (Lyrics - Paroles)

Kid Ink - My System (Lyrics - Paroles)
(Hook)
Got a problem and I try to tell myself itís something different
But ainít nothing new, I gotta have that
In my system, in my system
Iíve been fienin for a feeling
If you wit it come and give in
If you ainít, no I ainít trippin
But I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system
I donít know (my system) bout you
But I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system
I donít know (my system) bout you
ButÖ

(Verse)
I need it in my cup, my swisha
My drugs, my bitches
See em pumpin they fists
Man this feeling is officially in my system
Get trippy, we wildin, safari
Probably wonít remember much, tonight that you solved
I done had so many sips of this Patrone up in my system
Baby donít be too pretentious, ainít nobody payin attention
Do yo dance, do yo dance
Just donít rock that thimble tumble thumble
Itís okay, go ahead and do yo thing up in this condo
Got a problem, no denial, keep it real with my addiction
Call me Timmy Tom and Taylor if you need a fuckin fixing
But for now, baby now all you gotta do is listen
Drink strong, man it feel like Iíve been lifted
Come and kick it

(Hook)
Got a problem and I try to tell myself itís something different
But ainít nothing new, I gotta have that
In my system, in my system
Iíve been fienin for a feeling
If you wit it come and give in
If you ainít, no I ainít trippin
But I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system
I donít know (my system) bout you
But I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system
I donít know (my system) bout you
ButÖ

(Verse)
I need it in my drink, my system
The drums, itís kickin
The drugs is kickin
Iím drunk, believe it
You sober? You trippin
Somebody get him a cane
Iím with the dream team, drinkin on championship champagne
Now I done had too many sips of different mixes in my system
All these women in my section, it get hard to pay attention
Thatís my bed, thatís yo bed,
Ainít nobody you could be mad at!
Amen cus youíre Miley
Every shot up tonight
Going crazy in this bitch
Like all the walls are painted
Not in my right mind but my bitch right out the pageant
Tell er keep it goin cus strictly itís molasses
See a hole in the swisha, donít worry baby, Iíll patch it

(Hook)
Got a problem and I try to tell myself itís something different
But ainít nothing new, I gotta have that
In my system, in my system
Iíve been fienin for a feeling
If you wit it come and give in
If you ainít, no I ainít trippin
But I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system
I donít know (my system) bout you
But I need it in my system
My system, my system, my system
I donít know (my system) bout you
ButÖ

My system, my system, my system
My system
My system, my system, my system

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