Lyrics

Back in L.A Oop! It's a nice day baby Take your top off, come to the right bay I know what your friends say But they don't know your appeal Just gimme one day, I teach 'em girls how to (chill) 'Cause it's 4:20, 24-7 where I'm at, hun Cruisin' down sunset, lightning up a fat one Let's make love, I never wanna fight Baby we gotta shot, we should get it right Get it right, all night From the dark to the light From the back to the middle to the front Get high Li-li-li-light it up, rai-rai-rai-rai-raise that cup P-P-Put your motherfucking hands up! I know what you want, baby I'ma give it to you real good B-B-B-B-B-Baby, I'ma give it to you g-g-good, ah I know what you want, baby I'ma give it to you real good B-B-B-B-Baby, I'ma give it to you good, good It looks like I'm about to get in trouble Here-here bartender make it double, whoop Doubledecker Tourbus, meet me on the top floor You know the song, baby, tryin' to get my top score 'Cause I like your skinny jeans better When they're laying on the ground And your kashmir sweater's nowhere to be found I'ma be around, maybe not as often as you like But I think we vibed, girl, we should get it right I just wanna do you real good You make me feel good Baby, let me get it right To the edge of the night to the light I'll make you feel high Baby, we should get it right Get it right, all night From the dark to the light From the back to the middle to the front Get high Li-li-li-light it up, rai-rai-rai-rai-raise that cup P-P-Put your motherfucking hands up I know what you want, baby I'ma give it to you real good B-B-B-B-B-Baby, I'ma give it to you g-g-good, ah I know what you want, baby I'ma give it to you real good B-B-B-B-Baby, I'ma give it to you real good Baby Baby, real good Baby I know what you want, baby I'ma give it to you real good Get it right, all night From the dark to the light From the back to the middle to the front Get high Li-li-li-light it up, rai-rai-rai-rai-raise that cup Put your motherfucking hands up Get it right, all night From the dark to the light From the back to the middle to the front Get high Li-li-li-light it up, rai-rai-rai-rai-raise that cup Put your motherfucking hands up Get it right
Writer(s): Sebastian Shawn Widmark, James Matthew Cibej, Edmund Guy Molesworth, Stavros Yiannoukas, Jacob Stone, Jeremy Raymond Craib, Ferdinand Sarnitz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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