Sierra Leone Songtext
von Big Sean

(Sorry Sierra Leone, one day we′ll right the wrongs)
White sand on her feet
Paper
Player
Diamonds and gold

She tell me she love me (she tell me she love me)
I'm everything that she want (show her everything that she wants)
Top floor, only way that we go (yeah)
Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone
Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone
Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone
And she don′t ever tell me I'm wrong, I'm wrong
′Cause she don′t want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone


Get to it, I be getting to it
Hella groovin', rooftop, better viewin′
Always hella coppin', no propellers, moving bank tellers
Movin′, youngin', revenuin′, mozzarella chewin', you know?
Lobster butter basted
I deserve every crumb tasted, road to riches one way and
Sunbathing, tongue tastin'
After that she wine tasting, Sean tastin′

You know? I gave her diamonds and gold
That′s Sierra Leone, her friends like "Girl, don't let go!"
So she ain′t askin', she ain′t whinin'
Complainin′ or trippin', man I got her damn near strippin'
For the handbag livin′, Saks Fifth′n, tag rippin'
No more tab splittin′, cab gettin', who wants to go back to that livin′? Do yah?
So let's sex on the beach
Then the rest on the sheets for the rest of the week ′til

She tell me she love me (she tell me she love me)
I'm everything that she want (show her everything that she wants)
Top floor, only way that we go
Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone
Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone
Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone
And she don't ever tell me I′m wrong, I′m wrong
'Cause she don′t want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone


What you know about wake up to fuckin' ′fore you even can stretch?
Yeah, I'm on vacay and my dick still need a rest
I might get her on film, star and direct
Just might win an award if that shit hit the net
Oh, reclinin′ in seats
Not liftin' a finger 'less I′m signin′ receipts, I'm
Livin′ life like I got a degree
Fuck it, I'm livin′ life like I done got in the league

Look, my car look like it play for the Lakers
Credit card look like it play for the Raiders
I watch it play for the paper
Chandelier, marble floor on the feet
She said I'm a don, I gotta agree, I fuck her to sleep

She tell me she love me (she tell me she love me)
I′m everything that she want (show her everything that she wants)
Top floor, only way that we go
Diamonds and gold, Sierra Leone, Leone
Hotel look like Sierra Leone, Leone
Chain, ring look like Sierra Leone, Leone
And she don't ever tell me I'm wrong, I′m wrong
′Cause she don't want to leave Sierra Leone, Leone

Oh, baby!

I gotta take a shower
You so goddamn nasty, baby
Ok, baby

Hey baby, can you get that?
You guys ain′t through?
Hey, who is it?
Oh shit, it's just room service
Room service? Again?
That′s all you grabbed?
What about these rings?
What are you looking for?

Hey, could you grab me a towel?
His wallet
Listen, grab that phone
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up
Wait, are those Balenciagas?
Ooh, get up, get on that shit
Alright, come on, we gonna get the fuck out of here

Yo!
Yo!
Hello?
Bitch! What the fuck?