Turunesh – Red Wine
Genre R&B

LYRIC
Red Wine

You know wine hits me just like marijuana
I might just whine you 'cause it's that time of the night
I start to doubt myself and design myself
In the design of another woman
This my disguise where I hide the finest woman
You can ask all my motherfucking guys
I'm the realest
But nobody knows you for real
Like 3AM in the mirror
When you grinding to Aaliyah alone
Oh, you grinding to Aaliyah alone, alone

You a real believer in yourself
It's for the best, you know the best for yourself
Who am I to call you selfish?
You don't need to share your richеs
Came into this world alone
Fuck all thesе other bitches
You a real believer in yourself
It's for the best, you know the best for yourself
Who am I to call you selfish?
You don't need to share your riches
Came into this world alone
Who am I?

Oh, you looking at yourself
Fine self, fine nigga
With that kind of complexion, you got to be wealthy
It's nothing but honey and Hennessy on the table
Put all your shit on the table
You insecure
But Emily too busy stroking to tell you that
You gon' have the stroke if she ever told you that [You insecure
Emily too busy stroking
You gon' stroke if she ever told you [You gon' have a stroke
If she ever told you
If she ever told you [I might just whine you
If she ever told you

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