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Travis Scott – HOUSTONFORNICATION

By 29 avril 2025Travis Scott

Découvrez les paroles de la chanson « HOUSTONFORNICATION » de Travis Scott, accompagnées des explications de leur signification, d’anecdotes et de contexte.

Paroles de la chanson

I might need me some ventilation

A little vacation, Houstonfornication

Mind redefine new renovations

Space coupe back out of the space station

Float around town do that on the daily

How I'm supposed to feel safe, twelve live adjacent (twelve)

Crib built like a prison where them bitches gated (yah)

Yeah, spendin' all my time up there gettin' faded ( lit)

Handin' out the E! to the Entertainment (alright)

Yeah, you know I'm the saddest poppin' and it's dangerous (pop it, pop it)

Ridin' through the clouds we goin' through the vapors (phew, phew)

I'm just tryna get the paper, stayin' out the papers

It ain't easily done, it ain't easy (yeah)

Pop a seal like it's Chris, make it look Breezy (it's lit)

Wedding bands on my fist, it is freezing (straight up)

Throw the bands get a kiss, then she leave me

I just want the peace, it's still Lambo' over Mercedes (yeah)

Just built the Astroworld playground to play with my baby, yuh (my baby)

Had a few pop singers, anyone could be yo' mama (yeah)

Had some real conversations with my nigga, Bill, about congress yeah (straight up)

We at the fest, come and link, per-request (yeah, alright)

Send the pin, drop it in, GPS (yeah yeah)

Seein' flashes, oh, no-no, that's my neck (yeah, it's lit)

I've been livin' paranoid, watch yo' step (yeah yeah)

Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man

We always forgive, but don't forget easily (oh, no)

Cut my phone off so they can never reach me

Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases

I might need me some ventilation

A little vacation, Houstonfornication

Mind redefine new renovations

Space coupe back out of the space station

If it rise on the East, land on the West

We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check

Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash

Yeah, nobody can press me but the press

Nobody can check me when it's chess (ah, nah, for real)

They comin' at my neck like Gillette (Gillette)

I'm out the cash, that's the butterfly effect

I've been locked in for so long, I done got dreads

Took the girl off the net, worked it up the net

Iced out watches for the game, Patek the set

Had to move up off my block, it took finesse, yeah

Just keep droppin' them bombs, you should probably save your breath, yeah

We ain't gone play the steel, why you tryna funk the flex, yeah

All my dogs in my wheel, they gon' ride you the death, yeah

Elevator up the hill we ain't never take the steps, yeah (yeah, yeah)

Ain't never freein' up and never let y'all, man

We always forgive, but don't forget easily (oh, no)

Cut my phone off so they can never reach me

Life is just a maze, goin' through my phases

I might need me some ventilation

A little vacation, Houstonfornication

Mind redefine new renovations

Space coupe back out of the space station

If it rise on the East, land on the West

We gon' make that shit pop, bust it for a check

Call the plays, link the squad, we gon' make it cash

Explication des paroles de HOUSTONFORNICATION de Travis Scott

La chanson « HOUSTONFORNICATION » de Travis Scott explore le thème de la désillusion et de l’aliénation ressenties par l’artiste alors qu’il expérimente les hauts et les bas de la célébrité, notamment à travers les excès de la vie nocturne et les relations instables. Le titre fait référence à la ville de Houston, d’où Travis Scott est originaire, et à la notion de « fornication », symbolisant les plaisirs éphémères et les tentations auxquelles l’artiste est confronté.

La chanson a été co-écrite par plusieurs collaborateurs de Travis Scott, dont le producteur Teddy Walton, et a été saluée pour sa production atmosphérique et son flow hypnotique caractéristique de l’artiste.

Dans « HOUSTONFORNICATION », Travis Scott délivre un message sur la réalité complexe de la célébrité et de la recherche de sens dans un monde où l’excès et la superficialité dominent.