Letras

I still think that you're my favourite girl Maybe we should go and save the world Or you could be the Bonnie to my Clyde And we can go commit a crime Let's take a flight to Amsterdam Pack your bags and cancel all your plans We'll take a trip when we land Then we can smoke a couple grams We can go south of France Wizz in a German car She said, "Cómo sava?" (Sava) I had to smile and laugh We're always taking these trips, trips Sipping until it's dark I know that she rock with the kid, kid 'Cause she know that I'm a charm, ya I get the bands, and then, I snap it in the attic I'll hold it down for you, but my life's been traumatic You take my mind off everything, that's why I hug you But still, I'm paranoid 'cause my last girl, she vanished Package on my hip, I can't get caught in traffic I still know kids that are damaged sliding in this automatic Ohh, I'm feeling high, I'm on the fucking moon They ask me when my time is coming, I say, "Very soon" Conversations in my garden shed (garden shed) It feels like something's getting started here (getting started here) Baby, just drop your plans, and come be with me We can choose a cigarette and watch the scenery Watch the stars, yeah, while I roll the weed The moon Glisson's at the grillz that's on my teeth Baby, just drop your plans, and come be with me We can choose a cigarette and watch the scenery Watch the stars, yeah, while I roll the weed The moon Glisson's at the grillz that's on my teeth I still think that you're my favourite girl Maybe we should go and save the world Or you could be the Bonnie to my Clyde And we can go commit a crime Let's take a flight to Amsterdam Pack your bags and cancel all your plans We'll take a trip when we land Then, we can go smoke a couple grams Oh, yeah
Writer(s): Chris Thomas, Rio James Gordon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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