Jay Sean - No Tomorrow Lyrics
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No Tomorrow
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What Are The Lyrics For No Tomorrow By Jay Sean?
I ain't tryina hear what you gotta say
I'm doing my own thang, I'm living for today I don't give a damn, damn, can do nothing, yes I can Because it ain't no tomorrow, oh, oh, Cause it might be no tomorrow, oh, oh So I'm living it up now No more flashback, back, We're ? from my day, a thousand miles away From the place I used to play Leaving the best day, one day it's ? Making your name ? see ? . Let it go, go, go, go whoa ? Jay Z brush my shoulders ? Tell the DJ turn the party I ain't tryna hear what you gotta say I'm doing my own thang, I'm living for today I don't give a damn, damn, can do nothing, yes I can Because it ain't no tomorrow, oh, oh, Cause it might be no tomorrow, oh, oh So I'm living it up now So I'm living it up, trying to figure what's in my cup What? Get your own, off my nuts Get off, just doing my stuff Cause the world might end so I'm getting my ends Fucking my girl and fucking her friends It's enough to go around time stands On to the next, climb in my Benz ? Jay Z brush my shoulders ? Tell the DJ turn the party ? I ain't tryna hear what you gotta say I'm doing my own thang, I'm living for today I don't give a damn, damn, can do nothing, yes I can Because it ain't no tomorrow, oh, oh, Cause it might be no tomorrow, oh, oh So I'm living it up now |
Who Wrote No Tomorrow By Jay Sean?
Christian Brais, Dominic Viola, Francois Williamson, Jeff Saltzman, Mathieu Joly
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What's The Duration Of The No Tomorrow By Jay Sean?The duration of No Tomorrow is 3:26 minutes and seconds. |
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