Official Music Video
Ok...Whatever by Toosii
Lyrics & Translation
English
Yeah, uh, picking up my phone until my phone ring
You told me don't trip, you doing your own thing
And I let you have it, yeah, alright, okay
She know I like bitches who like bitches
She know I'm gon' leave if I feel she can't grant my wishes
Last night, I hit like three bars up wit' yo' friends
Afterwards, I left with one, we committed sins
I know she a gold digger, I know she gon' hit up some of her old niggas
She know I'm gon' hit up some of my old flings
I just got that text like, "Come outside and put it on me"
Tryna make your toes curl, you said that you tired of having your soul bleed
She stay Russian cream, tryna roll a Russian Cream
Said you tired of fucking wit' fuck boys, then why the fuck you fuck wit' me?
'Cause I ain't shit, I fell in love wit' your best friend
Other week, I put it down and we had sex at the West End
And she told me how y'all talked and you used to brag about my dick
And I hope that you find out 'cause I know it's gon' make you sick
So slick, this the type of shit that make your soul flip
Wait on no bitch, shit ho, I don't even own Ricks
Yeah, uh, picking up my phone until my phone ring
You told me don't trip, you doing your own thing
And I let you have it, yeah, alright, okay
I let you have it, girl, I let you have it
She know I like bitches who like bitches
She know I'm gon' leave if I feel she can't grant my wishes
Last night, I hit like three bars up wit' yo' friends
Afterwards, I left with one, we committed sins
Okay, whatever, fucking on somebody wit' some moves don't make you better
Like to see you try to step out like you did wit' me
Could have had your way, but now you're right back to the streets
And there's nothing out there for you
I'm the one that always kept it player for you
The one that head back to the lair wit' you
Nobody else was playing fair for you
Yeah, I like bitches who bring bitches and they friends
One thing about it, we ain't never played pretend
Fucking with a star, you never let me forget
I'm always the one that you say you gon' end up wit', but you got it, girl
Yeah, uh, picking up my phone until my phone ring
You told me don't trip, you doing your own thing
And I let you have it, yeah, alright, okay
I let you have it, girl, I let you have it
She know I like bitches who like bitches
She know I'm gon' leave if I feel she can't grant my wishes
Last night, I hit like three bars up wit' yo' friends
Afterwards, I left with one, we committed sins
I know she a gold digger, I know she gon' hit up some of her old ****
She know I'm gon' hit up some of my old flings
I just got that text like, "Come outside and put it on me"
Tryna make your toes curl, you said that you tired of having your soul bleed
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Ok...Whatever by Toosii
Ok...Whatever* (original Toosii)
Yeah, uh, picking up my phone until my phone ring
You told me don't trip, you doing your own thing
And I let you have it, yeah, alright, okay
She know I like bitches who like bitches
She know I'm gon' leave if I feel she can't grant my wishes
Last night, I hit like three bars up wit' yo' friends
Afterwards, I left with one, we committed sins
I know she a gold digger, I know she gon' hit up some of her old niggas
She know I'm gon' hit up some of my old flings
I just got that text like, "Come outside and put it on me"
Tryna make your toes curl, you said that you tired of having your soul bleed
She stay Russian cream, tryna roll a Russian Cream
Said you tired of fucking wit' fuck boys, then why the fuck you fuck wit' me?
'Cause I ain't shit, I fell in love wit' your best friend
Other week, I put it down and we had sex at the West End
And she told me how y'all talked and you used to brag about my dick
And I hope that you find out 'cause I know it's gon' make you sick
So slick, this the type of shit that make your soul flip
Wait on no bitch, shit ho, I don't even own Ricks
Yeah, uh, picking up my phone until my phone ring
You told me don't trip, you doing your own thing
And I let you have it, yeah, alright, okay
I let you have it, girl, I let you have it
She know I like bitches who like bitches
She know I'm gon' leave if I feel she can't grant my wishes
Last night, I hit like three bars up wit' yo' friends
Afterwards, I left with one, we committed sins
Okay, whatever, fucking on somebody wit' some moves don't make you better
Like to see you try to step out like you did wit' me
Could have had your way, but now you're right back to the streets
And there's nothing out there for you
I'm the one that always kept it player for you
The one that head back to the lair wit' you
Nobody else was playing fair for you
Yeah, I like bitches who bring bitches and they friends
One thing about it, we ain't never played pretend
Fucking with a star, you never let me forget
I'm always the one that you say you gon' end up wit', but you got it, girl
Yeah, uh, picking up my phone until my phone ring
You told me don't trip, you doing your own thing
And I let you have it, yeah, alright, okay
I let you have it, girl, I let you have it
She know I like bitches who like bitches
She know I'm gon' leave if I feel she can't grant my wishes
Last night, I hit like three bars up wit' yo' friends
Afterwards, I left with one, we committed sins
I know she a gold digger, I know she gon' hit up some of her old ****
She know I'm gon' hit up some of my old flings
I just got that text like, "Come outside and put it on me"
Tryna make your toes curl, you said that you tired of having your soul bleed
Ok...Whatever (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí, uh, cogiendo mi teléfono hasta que suene mi teléfono
Me dijiste que no te preocupes, tú haces lo tuyo
Y te lo dejé, sí, está bien, de acuerdo
Ella sabe que me gustan las chicas a las que les gustan las chicas
Ella sabe que me iré si siento que no puede conceder mis deseos
Anoche, fui a como tres bares con tus amigos
Después, me fui con una, cometimos pecados
Sé que es una cazafortunas, sé que llamará a algunos de sus viejos amigos
Ella sabe que llamaré a algunos de mis viejos romances
Acabo de recibir ese mensaje como, "Sal y ponmelo"
Intentando que se te erice el vello de los pies, dijiste que estás cansada de que te desangren el alma
Ella se queda con crema rusa, intentando liar una crema rusa
Dijo que estás cansada de follar con imbéciles, ¿entonces por qué coño follas conmigo?
Porque no soy nada, me enamoré de tu mejor amiga
La semana pasada, lo dejé y tuvimos sexo en el West End
Y me contó cómo hablaban y tú solías presumir de mi polla
Y espero que te enteres porque sé que te va a dar asco
Tan astuto, este es el tipo de mierda que hace que tu alma dé un vuelco
Esperando a ninguna chica, mierda, ni siquiera tengo Ricks
Sí, uh, cogiendo mi teléfono hasta que suene mi teléfono
Me dijiste que no te preocupes, tú haces lo tuyo
Y te lo dejé, sí, está bien, de acuerdo
Te lo dejé, chica, te lo dejé
Ella sabe que me gustan las chicas a las que les gustan las chicas
Ella sabe que me iré si siento que no puede conceder mis deseos
Anoche, fui a como tres bares con tus amigos
Después, me fui con una, cometimos pecados
Está bien, lo que sea, follar con alguien que tiene movimientos no te hace mejor
Me gusta verte intentar salir como lo hiciste conmigo
Podrías haber hecho lo que quisieras, pero ahora has vuelto a las calles
Y no hay nada ahí fuera para ti
Soy el que siempre se mantuvo jugador para ti
El que regresa a la madriguera contigo
Nadie más estaba jugando limpio contigo
Sí, me gustan las chicas que traen chicas y sus amigas
Una cosa es segura, nunca fingimos
Follaste con una estrella, nunca me dejaste olvidarlo
Siempre soy con quien dices que terminarás, pero lo tienes, chica
Sí, uh, cogiendo mi teléfono hasta que suene mi teléfono
Me dijiste que no te preocupes, tú haces lo tuyo
Y te lo dejé, sí, está bien, de acuerdo
Te lo dejé, chica, te lo dejé
Ella sabe que me gustan las chicas a las que les gustan las chicas
Ella sabe que me iré si siento que no puede conceder mis deseos
Anoche, fui a como tres bares con tus amigos
Después, me fui con una, cometimos pecados
Sé que es una cazafortunas, sé que llamará a algunos de sus viejos amigos
Ella sabe que llamaré a algunos de mis viejos romances
Acabo de recibir ese mensaje como, "Sal y ponmelo"
Intentando que se te erice el vello de los pies, dijiste que estás cansada de que te desangren el alma
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