Listen to Stay Too Long (Pendulum Remix) by Plan B

Stay Too Long (Pendulum Remix)

Plan B

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

I know what's to come Though I'm feeling happy now I know when I'm drunk Of ways of never knowing, it lets me down 'Cause I always stay too long Long enough for something to go wrong I'm in a brawl 'Cause I won't take shit lying down Right into the wall The police are on their way right now 'Cause I always stay too long (always stay too long) Long enough for something to go wrong (something to go wrong) Yeah, I always stay too long (always stay too long) Fair ladies better sing my s-s-song, s-s-song I got my girlfriend ringing me, pulling me up I know I should probably answer, but I just can't be fucked I got my peeps standing with me, and I'm having a blast I'm feeling so fucking good right now, I want it to last So I put my phone on silent and I refill my glass The music's so fucking bangin', feel like I wanna dance I'm at the bar when I see this chick checking me out From afar, yes she wants my dick, nary a doubt She's got a skirt so short, make you drool from the mouth Looking my way as if to say I'm in with a shot So I pull a chair up near her and her a drink She says, "Cheers," I say, "Yeah," our glasses go clink Now I'm being bad in a cab, groping this girl Once the cab is paid, we make our way up to the hotel Now I'm in a lift, getting lipped, damn this is low But do I care, do I fuck? I'm on a roll, yo Come on and roll, yeah (Come on, come on, come on...) (Come on, come on, come on...) Come on and roll, yeah (Come on, come on, come on...) I got my peeps standing with me at the bar doing shots 'Cause now we're so fucking plastered We don't know when to stop I got my girlfriend ringing me, belling me up I know I should probably answer, but I just can't be fucked I got my peeps standing with me, and I'm having a blast I'm feeling so fucking good right now, I want it to last So I put my phone on silent and I refill my glass The music's so fucking bangin', feel like I wanna dance I'm at the bar when I see this chick checking me out From afar, yes she wants my dick, nary a doubt She's got a skirt so short, make you drool from the mouth Looking my way as if to say I'm in with a shot So I pull a chair up near her and her a drink She says, "Cheers," I say, "Yeah," our glasses go clink Now I'm being bad in a cab, groping this girl Once the cab is paid, we make our way up to the hotel Now I'm in a lift, getting lipped, damn this is low But do I care, do I fuck? I'm on a roll, yo (Come on, come on, come on...) Come on and roll, yeah (Come on, come on, come on...) (Come on, come on, come on...) Come on and roll, yeah (Come on, come on, come on...)
Writer(s): Benjamin Paul Ballance-drew, Richard David Cassell, Tom Wright Goss, Eric Anthony Appapoulay Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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