Ammunition - Prabh Aujla

Last night Taking you underwater First light Taking you so far away Last night Taking you underwater Purified It's only love that matters Left for dead Now we are breathing fire Ashes rise We couldn't get much higher You're my ammunition And it takes a little time And it takes a little time So we pray Jealous heart Pulling in all directions Ripped apart See it's my own reflection Left for dead Now we are breathing fire Ashes rise It's only love that matters You're my ammunition And it takes a little time And it takes a little time So we pray And we pray for the light of the world And I'm drowning in everything And I'm numb to the sound of your voice And it hurts cause we're bleeding Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away Taking us so far away You're my ammunition And it takes a little time And it takes a little time You're my ammunition And it takes a little time And it takes a little time So we pray So we pray So we pray So we pray So we pray So we pray So we pray

That's right Patrice again! (Mmm) You do it to me Do it, do it to me, baby Boo boo boo, that's right (that's right) Ah Dap again (Dap) Patrice give it to me Your love so sweet You blow my mind Like you really wan me fall in love Boy like you really wan me fall in love A touch so deep Should be a crime Like you really wan me fall in love Boy like you really wan me fall in love You dangerous like ammunition You dangerous like ammunition, whoa You put me in a position Where I don't know what I should do, whoa Like ammunition Your love dangerous like ammunition, whoa You put me in a position Where I don't know what I should do, whoa You shut me down Captured me with one touch One touch Holding me captive simply with your love Your love And now you make me wanna call you, call you baby Make me wanna call you, call you daily Make me wanna hold you, hold you so tight Make me wanna wine up on it all night Call you, call you baby Make me wanna call you, call you daily Make me wanna hold you, hold you so tight Make me wanna wine up on it all night First time me fuck you, me tell you this (whoa) Your pussy must be what heaven is (whoa) Girl you so bad like me memories Love when you push that thing back like the 70s (whoa) You make me fall like a leaf Why would I want to leave Love when you grab up mi back And mi tear out your weave You know you belong to me (whoa, whoa) You put a grip on to me (whoa, whoa) Mi wan you do you thing weh mek you stand out Then mi wan you sit down pon it (whoa, whoa) Patrice you still pretty when you just wake up No mascara, no face brush Your smile ah you best make up Gyal you hold me, hold hold me You shut me down Captured me with one touch One touch (one touch) Holding me captive simply with your love Your love And now you make me wanna call you, call you baby Make me wanna call you, call you daily Make me wanna hold you, hold you so tight Make me wanna wine up on it all night Call you, call you baby Make me wanna call you, call you daily Make me wanna hold you, hold you so tight Make me wanna wine up on it all night It's just not fair how good you feel Like you really wan me fall in love Girl like you really wan me fall in love I'm not in control But I don't want to let go of this feeling Like you really wan me fall in love Boy like you really wan me fall in love You dangerous like ammunition You dangerous like ammunition, whoa When you put me in a position I wanna know what you gon' do, whoa Like ammunition Your love dangerous like ammunition, whoa You put me in a position Where I don't know what I should do, whoa You shut me down Captured me with one touch One touch Holding me captive simply with your love Your love And now you make me wanna call you, call you baby Make me wanna call you, call you daily Make me wanna hold you, hold you so tight Make me wanna wine up on it all night Call you, call you baby Make me wanna call you, call you daily Make me wanna hold you, hold you so tight Make me wanna wine up on it all night

(Because I am hard, you will not like me) I was standin' over a nigga, tryna finish business Corner grabbin' like, "Lil' bruh, don't even kill 'em" I got my heat on me right now in the studio chillin' I'm rockin' Vlone and the V stand for very vicious I got grip, I got whips, I got plenty bitches I got sticks, I got clips and heavy ammunition Tell me how you wanna play and I'ma get with you 'Cause I'm gon' find out where you stay and I'ma pay a visit This an AR, but I hit a nigga close distance In the middle of KR, somethin' comfortable when I'm in the trenches I could either spin the bin or I'ma spend a ticket But either way, a nigga play, then he fuckin' get it I'm a snipe, I get my man or his next sibling Me and Syk' jumped out the Benz, went to jumpin' fences And we skis with the re's, all black Dickies Fuck you mean? I got Z's way in Mississippi Don't get yolked, we'll rope a nigga like we lynchin' This that smoke that make you choke and leave niggas twitchin' I got four-wheelers and Benjis, Rovers and Bentleys I'm gon' stand over a nigga, let him see me grinnin' Three hundred a show and spent a hundred on the pendant Just tell me it's a go and I be already bendin' I'm gon' light me somethin' up, this ain't no fuckin' image You know they call me Kodak, I might fuck around and film it I was standin' over a nigga, tryna finish business Corner grabbin' like, "Lil' bruh, don't even kill 'em" I got my heat on me right now in the studio chillin' I'm rockin' Vlone and the V stand for very vicious I got grip, I got whips, I got plenty bitches I got sticks, I got clips and heavy ammunition Tell me how you wanna play and I'ma get with you 'Cause I'm gon' find out where you stay and I'ma pay a visit Make a nigga beg before you kill him, that shit there tradition Blood in my eyes, on vulture mode, shit fuckin' with my vision I ain't droppin' no wood I'ma swing this door and chase him out his tennis Aimin' strictly headshots, ARP blow off the nigga fitted Bendin' blocks, at a nigga door like a Jehovah's Witness Lil' Tuewop livin' life like a stripper On all these poles, keep titties The boss say it's smoke, we slice his throat, real cutthroat committee Hollow dug in his face, ate him ear to ear, gave him a buck fifty We got armor, pistols, rounds, hella ammunition Kidnappin' niggas in broad day, you know this shit get wicked Death before dishonor, mob ties, forever stand on business Stealin' souls, thief in the night, reaper of the trenches I was standin' over a nigga, tryna finish business Corner grabbin' like, "Lil' bruh, don't even kill 'em" I got my heat on me right now in the studio chillin' I'm rockin' Vlone and the V stand for very vicious I got grip, I got whips, I got plenty bitches I got sticks, I got clips and heavy ammunition Tell me how you wanna play and I'ma get with you 'Cause I'm gon' find out where you stay and I'ma pay a visit

All we do is hurt each other I don't want to know What you used to do together When I was alone All the days and all the hours Turn in to the night Funny how it seems so clear now In a different light Call it what you want to I don't want to hurt you I want to be in love Every time I try to get it right it feels like I'm never good enough All the ammunition that we carried in to the war But what are we fighting for All open wounds and artillery and the battle scars I don't know what we're fighting for All the ways we hurt each other Start to overlap Strange how it all seems so clear now in the aftermath Call me what you want to I don't want to hear it I want to be in love Every time I try it it just seems like I will never be good enough All the ammunition that we carried in to the war But what are we fighting for All open wounds and artillery and the battle scars But I don't know what we're fighting for And I don't want to fight anymore All we do is hurt each other I don't want to know What you used to do together When I was alone All the ammunition that we carried in to the war But I don't know what are we fighting for All open wounds and artillery and the battle scars But I don't know what we're fighting for And I don't want to fight anymore