Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Nathaniel Motte
Chant
Sean Foreman
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Nathaniel Motte
Paroles/Composition
Sean Foreman
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
3OH!3
Production
Eric Stenman
Ingénieries complémentaires
Matt Squire
Production
Travis Huff
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Nice legs, Daisy Dukes
Makes a man go
That's the way they all come through, like
Low-cut, see-through
Shirts that make ya
That's the way she comes through, like
[Verse 2]
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
[Verse 3]
I think I should know
How to make love to something innocent
Without leaving my fingerprints out
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
How do I say I'm sorry
'Cause the word is never gonna come out?
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
[Verse 4]
Tight jeans, double D's
Makin' me go
All the people on the street know
Iced out, lit up
Make the kids go
All the people on the street know
[Verse 5]
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
('Cause I) Just set them up, just set them up
Just set them up to knock them down
[Verse 6]
I think I should know
How to make love to something innocent
Without leaving my fingerprints out
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
How do I say I'm sorry
'Cause the word is never gonna come out?
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
[Verse 7]
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
I got my gun cocked tight and I'm ready to blow
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
This is the same old dance that you already know
[Verse 8]
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
I got my gun cocked tight and I'm ready to blow
Push it, baby, push it, baby, outta control
This is the same old dance that you already know
[Verse 9]
I think I should know
How to make love to something innocent
Without leaving my fingerprints out
Now L-O-V-E's just another word I never learned to pronounce
Written by: Nathaniel Motte, Sean Foreman

