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COBRAH - TEQUILA (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
COBRAH
COBRAH
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clara Blom Christensen
Clara Blom Christensen
Songwriter
Hannes Roovers
Hannes Roovers
Songwriter
Isac Johan Edvin Hördegård
Isac Johan Edvin Hördegård
Songwriter
Mats Norman
Mats Norman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mats Norman
Mats Norman
Additional Producer
Tylor Bondar
Tylor Bondar
Mastering Engineer
Tom Norris
Tom Norris
Mixing Engineer
Medium
Medium
Producer

Lyrics

Wake up, eat chia, makeup concealer Read my horoscope, Libra Then we get fucked on tequila Wake up, eat chia, makeup concealer Read my horoscope, Libra, then we get fucked on tequila For lunch and for dinner, we're drowning in liquor Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila Wake up, eat chia, makeup concealer Read my horoscope, Libra, then we get fucked on tequila For lunch and for dinner, we're drowning in liquor Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila We want sex, six figure bills, sick men and sugar thrills Seven sickos in my rim, sweat it out and stick it in Life for lust and lust for wins, living, loving, giving gimp Single goth with double D's, triple shot in four-inch heels Boots, bigger attitude, step by step right over you Fill me up, I'll fill the room, I fill your cup and spill the booze Let your body out the door, move that body on the floor Up and down and beg for more, we just gotta let it pour Wake up, eat chia, makeup concealer Read my horoscope, Libra, then we get fucked on tequila For lunch and for dinner (uh), we're drowning in liquor Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila (tequila) Wake up, eat chia, makeup concealer Read my horoscope, Libra, then we get fucked on tequila For lunch and for dinner (uh), we're drowning in liquor Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked tequila (tequila) No breakup, we're just on a break I'm free, fun, hot, in shape Fake love and faker fakes Raise your cup and raise the stakes I raised you up, now praise the name Lose the guilt and blame the shame If not for me, then for the gain If not for you, there'd be no fame Chains banging in my bed Frame breaking, god ascends Kiss my cheek and make amends I'm so unique, you're so intense Success is stress, I need a rest I need a check and makeup sex Reconnect with my diva Three more shots of tequila Wake up, eat chia, makeup concealer Read my horoscope, Libra, then we get fucked on tequila (tequila) For lunch and for dinner, we're drowning in liquor (uh) Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila (tequila) Wake up, eat chia, makeup concealer Read my horoscope, Libra, then we get fucked on tequila For lunch and for dinner, we're drowning in liquor (uh) Get back from amnesia, now let's get fucked on tequila (Uh-huh) (Tequila, uh) (Tequila, uh) (Uh-huh) (Tequila, uh)
Writer(s): Hannes Roovers, Clara Blom Christensen, Isac Hoerdegaard, Mats Norman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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