Tyga feat. Adele
Текст песни Reminded

[Intro: Tyga]
She said, if you love me, let me know,
If you don't, then let me go.

[Verse 1: Tyga]
The memories soon fade, why couldn't they be erased?
You hoping it's just a phase, your heart'll heal within days.
Some people think it's wrong, being single isn't right,
But you hurt the right person you'll be wrong all your life.
Inevitable to let you go, separate the sexual
Feelings when I'm close to you, fuckin' 'til the sky is blue,
Morning time, home fries, cookin' with your T-shirt on,
Panties, bra, damn, I eat you good when you take it off.
Ha! Damn, I'm nasty, I mean you make me nasty,
Going the extra mile flyin' just to make me happy,
Did it all, too much wasn't enough,
Now it's gone but sometimes I sit and hope...

[Adele:]
I hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded,
I hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it. [x2]

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Whatever ever happened to love and being happy
Infatuated with lust. I loved you and now I'm backwards.
Time is of the essence, I broke it, took it for granted,
Love is like art, heartbroken on the canvas,
Painted the perfect picture, you seemed to never get it,
Colors prevail and you turn into a fucking monster.
Schizophrenic, nicknames Bonnie and Clyde,
Now doctors calling us Mr. and Mrs. Hyde.
How do you manage but still do you?
Can't compromise, we all equal opportunists.
It's when I'm level headed they aiming to take my head off,
Birds flock together, tell bitches, I'm throwing bread off.
Cold, women fall in love, gettin' splintered,
Strictly platonic, only thing she want is dinner.
I can't fuck with her, get her some tonic, gin, liquor,
She might let me lick her, now she miss me sayin'...

[Adele:]
I hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded,
I hate to turn out up out of the blue uninvited,
But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it,
I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it. [x2]

[Outro: Tyga]
Angels in the a.m., sin on my flesh.
Girls in the p.m., excuses PMS.
They all wanna love 'em, call 'em Ms. Next,
Spirit of a hustler, I only chase checks.
Go home!
I ain't tryna do you wrong!
I'd rather be alone,
Just sittin' on the throne.