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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Rays of Detroit
The Rays of Detroit
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rocker T
Rocker T
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rocker T
Rocker T
Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Girl, that fart woke me up, last night,
Rattled the windows, gave me a fright,
Take a shit before bed, I’m begging you please,
Wear some knickers, stop making a breeze!
I was dreamin’ ‘bout love, sweet as can be,
Then boom your backside sang a symphony!
Every night, baby, it’s the same old tune,
You’re droppin’ bombs in this muggy room!
[Chorus]
Now I ain’t tryna judge your soul, my queen,
But somethin’s brewin’ deep in that machine,
Air con’s broke, the heat’s too much,
What was you thinkin’ with that thunderous touch?
[Verse 1]
Girl, that fart woke me up, last night,
Rattled the windows, gave me a fright,
Take a shit before bed, I’m begging you please,
Wear some knickers, stop making the breeze!
I was dreamin’ ‘bout love, sweet as can be,
Then
Boom
, your backside sang a symphony!
Every midnight, baby, it’s the same old tune,
You’re droppin’ bombs in this muggy room!
[Chorus]
Now I ain’t tryna judge your soul, my queen,
But somethin’s brewin’ deep in that machine,
You’re droppin’ bombs in this muggy room!
[verse]
Now I ain’t tryna judge your soul, my queen,
But somethin’s brewin’ deep in that machine,
Air con’s broke, the heat’s too much,
What was you thinkin’ with that thunderous
Touch?
[Verse 2]
I love your curves, your style, your grace,
But that midnight wind’s blowin’ in my face,
You ate them beans, that chili too,
Now I’m duckin’ for cover, what’s a man to do?
The sheets are flappin’, the room’s a mess,
Baby, your gas is my SOS!
[Bridge]
I hold my breath, girl, night after night,
Prayin’ that stench don’t put up a fight,
[verse]
Now I ain’t tryna judge your soul, my queen,
But somethin’s brewin’ deep in that machine,
Air con’s broke, the heat’s too much,
What was you thinkin’ with that thunderous
Guff?
[Verse 2]
I love your curves, your style, your grace,
But that midnight wind’s blowin’ in my face,
[verse]
Now I ain’t tryna judge your soul, my queen,
But somethin’s brewin’ deep and obscene,
Air con’s broke, the heat’s too much,
What was you thinkin’ with that thunderous
Guff?
I love your curves, your style, your grace,
But that midnight wind’s blowin’ in my face,
You ate them beans, that chili too,
Now I’m gagging at dawn, what’s a man to do?
[Bridge]
I’m holding my breath, girl, night after night,
Prayin’ that stench don’t put up a fight,
[solo]
[Bridge]
I hold my breath, girl, night after night,
Prayin’ that stench don’t put up a fight,
[solo]
[Verse 1]
Girl that fart woke me up last night
Rattled the windows gave me a fright
Take a shit before bed I’m begging you please
Wear some knickers stop making a breeze
I was dreaming about love sweet as can be
Then
Boom
, your backside sang a symphony
Every night baby it’s the same old tune
You’re dropping bombs in this muggy room
[Bridge]
I’m holding my breath, girl, night after night,
Prayin’ that stench don’t put up a fight,
I hold my breath, girl, night after night,
Prayin’ that stench don’t put up a fight,
Written by: Rocker T
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