Mafia Lyrics by Rod Wave is latest English song with music also given by Will-A-Fool, Telvin Pennyman. Mafia song lyrics are written by Rod Wave.
Mafia Song Detail
| Song Name: | Mafia |
| Singer: | Rod Wave |
| Composer: | Will-A-Fool, Telvin Pennyman |
| Lyrics by: | Rod Wave |
| Music Label: | Alamo Records, Sony Music Entertainment |
Mafia Lyrics
Yeah! Yeah!
Yeah! Yeah!
Will a fool
Uhh!
In my cell all alone i still hear your cries
Arguing with all night long tryna heal your pride
I, Love yo’ a$$ to death
But you can’t play with my intelligence
All i want is money, All that other sh!ts irrelevant
And he don’t fu*k with no one, You can say he celibate
Choppers on his tour bus, Don’t get out your element
Choppers on his tour bus
Moving like the taliban (Uh, Yeah! ok)
Moving like the mafia
But i’m not michael corleone
Still i’ll knock my brother off
If he ever try and do mе wrong
‘Cause i gave my all to you
You know i gave my hеart to you
I invested time, Loyalty
And showed my flaws to you
I tried to go to sleep
But i just stood by the door
Misses officer come and free me
Can i please use the phone
I been spinning inside my cell
Thinking about you all night long
Like, I hope you there when i get home
Staring at the walls
Thinking bout’ all of the sh!t i did wrong
We celebrate the w’s but i took l’s on my own
We celebrate the w’s but took l’s on my own (Yeah, But)
In my cell all alone i still hear your cries
Arguing with all night long tryna heal your pride
I, Love yo’ a$$ to but you can’t play with my intelligence
All i want is money, All that other sh!ts irrelevant
And he don’t fu*k with no one, You can say he celibate
Choppers on his tour bus, Don’t get out your element
Choppers on his tour bus, Moving like the taliban
Uh, Yeah! ok
Don’t get out yo’ element
Moving like the taliban