Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift

I saw my pictures hanging on her wall She cut it out of that magazine It was a hot day, she wore lingerie And nothing else in between, ooh She had long hair and thigh high snake skin boots And she was all over me like a cheap suit Then she bared herself And stripped my soul Began to shake, rattle, and roll Then I took control, yeah But I know she's secretly cruel I ain't nobody's fool Yeah, I know she's secretly cruel Just when I thought it was safe She puts her lips to my face She's secretly, secretly cruel Well she grabbed my hair And I began to rise I could tell what she wanted By that look in her eyes, oh By that look in her eyes, yeah I said, "Come here, babe and make it quick" She said, "Not so fast" And had a drink Well, it ain't just luck But I better knock on wood She's gonna give me everythin' Somehow I knew she would Oh, but I know she's secretly cruel I ain't nobody's fool Well, I know she's secretly cruel I said, "Baby, you're the fire, but I am the fuel" She's secretly, secretly cruel Yeah, so cruel Well, it ain't just luck (Ain't just luck) But I better knock on wood, yeah She's gonna give me everythin' Somehow, I knew she would Oh, but I know she's secretly cruel I ain't nobody's fool, nobody's fool (Secretly) She's so cruel I'm in love but I don't play the fool (Secretly) She's so cruel (secretly) So cruel (cruel) Yeah (cruel) Yeah (cruel) Yeah I know she's (secretly) She's so cruel (secretly) So cruel (cruel) Yeah (cruel) Yeah (cruel) Yeah I know she's (secretly) She's so cruel (secretly) So cruel (cruel) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Secretly, secretly)

Yeah, yeah, yeah Mmmh Han, han, han On pull up, on défouraille (yeah), troisième doigt fièrement On va t'niquer ta grand-mère, tu feras rien (yeah, yeah) Elle veut le Rover, le Patek, les sièges tout en cuir dans la Ferrari C'est tout pour le gang, mentalité Ferrara (c'est tout pour le gang, gang, gang, gang) J'suis trop loin devant, tu vois que mes phares arrières (trop loin) Le sang, le sale, on peut varier, Southside, le barrio Si tu bosses pas, t'auras rien, plus de clients les fériés (plus de clients, eh) Ça bédave la beldia (bédave la beldia, eh, eh) La beugeuh qui t'rend pendejo (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) C't enculé est yomb de moi (c't'enculé est yomb de moi, yeah, yeah, yeah) J'comprends pas, c'est un fan de ouf (yeah, yeah, yeah) Un flow tah l'Amérique, amazing slatt, bro' (slatt) Elle veut qu'on se marie mais j'suis un salaud Elle veut le Gucci, le LV carreaux (le Gucci, le LV slatt) Le gamos prend trop d'place, j'sais plus où m'garer (yeah) Un flow tah l'Amérique, amazing slatt, bro' (ça sent l'Amérique) Elle veut qu'on se marie mais j'suis un salaud (mais j'suis un salaud) Elle veut le Gucci, le LV carreaux (LV carreaux, le Gucci) Le gamos prend trop d'place, j'sais plus où m'garer Faire mala dans les boites, il a vomi l'après-m' (yeah, yeah) Il a voulu aller trop vite, il a fini à Fresnes (yeah, yeah, yeah) C'est pas lui mais c'est l'démon qui l'engraine (c'est pas lui, c'est l'démon) La vie est cruelle (yeah), prends en d'la graine (prends en de la graine) J'suis avec les arbis, les babtous, les noichs, les khels Elle veut la BM, elle suce pas, elle repart en TVM (elle rentre chez elle) J'rentre chez toi sur la pointe des pieds, j'laisse zéro ADN (zéro paluche) Air Max, TN (yeah, yeah), dans leur camp, que des zemels (yeah, yeah) Ça bédave la beldia (bédave la beldia, eh, eh) La beugeuh qui t'rend pendejo (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) C't enculé est yomb de moi (c't'enculé est yomb de moi, yeah, yeah, yeah) Il est complètement pendejo (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Mais j'suis un salaud Mais j'suis un salaud Mais j'suis un salaud Yeah, amazing slatt bro' Un flow tah l'Amérique, amazing slatt, bro' (slatt) Elle veut qu'on se marie mais j'suis un salaud Elle veut le Gucci, le LV carreaux (le Gucci, le LV slatt) Le gamos prend trop d'place, j'sais plus où m'garer (yeah) Un flow tah l'Amérique, amazing slatt, bro' (ça sent l'Amérique) Elle veut qu'on se marie mais j'suis un salaud (mais j'suis un salaud) Elle veut le Gucci, le LV carreaux (LV carreaux, le Gucci) Le gamos prend trop d'place, j'sais plus où m'garer Mais j'suis un salaud Mais j'suis un salaud Mais j'suis un salaud Yeah, amazing slatt bro'

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ah, ah Madness is my old friend We don't need fancy drinks and penthouse suites to run a riot And you, you were just a fling A beautiful addition to the valley of my vices We're different people Adam and Evil Dreaming alone You smiled at the sunrise I longed for a last night Baby, you know The diamond days are done The diamond days are gone And I would be a fool to carry on I know there's nothing wrong But I'm already gone Like headlights in the dawn, we've had our fun The diamond days are done Pearls hang around my neck You tie a noose on me with every gift, a velvet coffin Down Mulholland Drive I pray to Hell's Angels that we crash in the vanilla sky We're different people Adam and Evil Dreaming alone The diamond days are done The diamond days are gone And I would be a fool to carry on I know there's nothing wrong But I'm already gone Like headlights in the dawn, we've had our fun The diamond days are done The diamond days are done Madness is my old friend We don't need fancy drinks and penthouse suites to run a riot The diamond days are done The diamond days are gone And I would be a fool to carry on The diamond days are done The diamond days are done The diamond days are done The diamond days are done The diamond days are done

Cruel, cruel world, must I go on? Cruel, cruel world, I'm moving on I've been living too fast and I've been living too wrong Cruel, cruel world, I'm gone This big old world, sure got me runnin' round I heard a voice, it said, "Just settle down" And with the moonlight as my guide And with this feeling deep inside I know now that I'm homeward bound Cruel, cruel world, must I go on? Cruel, cruel world, I'm moving on I've been living too fast, I've been living too wrong Cruel, cruel world, I'm gone Desert road, desert plain I have seen, so much pain Now I see into the eyes of a girl No more, no more, cruel world Cruel, cruel world, must I go on? Cruel, cruel world, I'm moving on I've been living too fast, I've been living too wrong Cruel, cruel world, I'm gone

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true