Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Baby Tate
Baby Tate
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tate Farris
Tate Farris
Paroles/Composition
Nicholas Chinn
Nicholas Chinn
Paroles/Composition
Taylor Bailey
Taylor Bailey
Paroles/Composition
Mike Chapman
Mike Chapman
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
TayDay
TayDay
Production

Paroles

You don't know, you don't know the pain, man
Hey, Mickey! (Hey, Mickey! Hey, Mickey! Hey, Mickey!)
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine! So fine, you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine! So fine, you, uh-uh
Oh, oh! Mickey, you're so fine! So fine, you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine! So fine, you blow my mind
Met this boy named Mickey, he had on some yellow Dickies
I knew he was a ****, because his neck had hella hickies
I said, "It's nice to meet you", shook his hand and it was sticky
I looked into his eyes and then, that's when it hit me, I said
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine, so fine, you blow my mind!
I just might let you come into my life and waste my time
I don't see no other man, boy, you done turned me blind
You make me deaf, 'cause I believe you even when you lyin'
Never met a **** like this
Make a **** wanna cash in all her chips
Tell my friends, "I'll see ya later, girl, I gotta dip"
'Cause I got a meetin' with a man named ****
But I call him Richard, he's richer than Bill Gates
Gets me wetter than Superior Lake
Takes me on hundred-thousand-dollar dates
And I don't even have to give him cake
He just call me baby, he don't call me Tate
He whip up that white girl, he beatin' on Kate
I just might marry that **** today
But then, I found out that Mickey was gay, uh
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine!
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine! So fine, you blow my mind
Oh, oh! Mickey, you're so fine! So fine, you blow my mind
Oh, Mickey, you're so fine! So fine, you blow my mind
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!
Hey, Mickey!
Written by: Michael Donald Chapman, Nicholas Chinn, Tate Farris, Taylor Bailey
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