Letra

She walked in They locked eyes and I knew it was on sight All the guys they wait For every girl they lay But he's got eyes on the new girl There must be some condoms in my ride This be my condo for the night I feel so cool, high When I'm with you oh, high You're my muse, so fly The perfect contradiction, high My American beauty Going through withdrawal Pulling my hair out, I need you so badly I heard them Colombian things take you there. But I prefer my shit homegrown Come down, then I'm back again for round two I couldn't recognize the new do I'ma love you like I used to, I ain't afraid of nirvana No come down, now I'm back again for round three It's amazing how you know me Well it's a beautiful OD I ain't afraid of nirvana too, high When I'm with you oh, high You're my muse, so fly The perfect contradiction, high My American beauty Ooh ahh I spent so much loot to get fly on my pimpin I'm hoping that the gas don't run out in my whippington I spent so much loot to get fly on my pimpin I'm hoping that the gas don't run out yeah (...and Pippen goes flying!) Spent so much loot to get fly on my Pippen Im hoping that the gas don't run out, waiting for you to get fly You must don't have gas I'm cool, so fly The perfect contradiction, high My American beauty Home of the brave, they shot up the rave We shot back, now that toupee missing Home of the brave, they shot up the rave New blood on that wood grain glisten
Writer(s): India Amber Perkins, Marlon Colimon, Jesse Dagan Kivel, Ben Jhan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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