Booba - 3 A.M. Lyrics
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3 A.M.
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What Are The Lyrics For 3 A.M. By Booba?
Three in the morning
Three in the morning Can we have more And save it all From what we swore Could never fall Three in the morning To make it different Three in the morning To make it different See we're out of breath But can't let go The skin is cold The sun is low Three in the morning Will make it different Three in the morning We'll make it different So you say You'll never want it I don't believe it I don't believe it Can you tell You'll never need it I don't believe it I don't believe it I don't believe it I know you by heart And I can tell Where to kiss When to wail Three in the morning Will make it different Three in the morning We'll make it different I wanted a taste Before it calls The furies back And we lie low Three in the morning Will make it different Three in the morning We'll make it different Save your lies For another one Who will believe it Who will believe it 'Cause I know That you will want it Yeah, I believe it Oh, yeah, I believe it You will want me more Other hands, other hands on me You will want me more With other hands on me, oh On me, on me, on me Oh On me, on me, on me You will want me more With other hands on me On me, on me, on me, on me, on me Oh, more Yeah, yeah |
Who Wrote 3 A.M. By Booba?
Pierre Julian Farade, Nadeem Roze, Heloise Adelaide Letissier
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What's The Duration Of The 3 A.M. By Booba?The duration of 3 A.M. is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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