Texty

From your jeans to your dreams, I want you here with me Every day, if you leave, I'll be weak by the end of the week And sometimes we don't get along, and I need some time alone Try to make it on my own, I go crazy when you're gone Hate how you know what I want even when I really don't Piss me off, turn me on, go and hit me with your shot now Give me him, give me her Give me both, I don't care Give me all, stuck on her, make it work I like the girls, all of the girls I need my boys with me all over the world I like the girls, yeah, all of the girls I need my boys with me everywhere I go What's the point of all the noise if we can't hear each other? Every time I hear your voice I wonder Every mother, every sister, every brother, every mister Every son who left a blister on a daughter when he kissed her For the chicks with a dick and the boys with the void Everybody havin' trouble tryna make a choice, yeah Give me him, give me her Give me both, I don't care Give me all, stuck on her, make it work I like the girls, all of the girls I need my boys with me all over the world I like the girls, yeah, all of the girls I need my boys with me everywhere I go I like the girls, all of the girls I need my boys with me all over the world I like the girls, yeah, all of the girls I need my boys with me everywhere I go Girls, boys, ooh Girls, boys, ooh Girls
Writer(s): Gavin Williams, Dave Lee, Rick Colon, Jesse Velez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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