Songteksten

You want it now? (Uh-huh, uh-huh) I wanna wait You want a Benz? (Uh-huh, uh-huh) I wanna skate You wanna go? (Uh-huh, uh-huh) I wanna skate, I wanna skate, I wanna skate I wanna skate! With the kids jumpin' up and down Trespassin' on the private ground Rubble's picked and we leaving fast Security come and they chase our ass On the cranium, see blood and I'm down When the bloods got me trippin' to a whole new sound You got the style, we got the wicked No need to ask myself who is the sickest You want it now? I wanna wait You want a Benz? I wanna skate You wanna go? I wanna skate, I wanna skate, I wanna skate Stare into my back, am I crushing this time? I'm gonna run 'em up hard while they're taking us down American trip? I'm just here for the fun Young English boy about to hit it worldwide When my friends hear the single is it hit or miss But I don't give a fuck, I don't do it for crit's I do it for me, I don't do it for them I never wrote a song for the businessmen I just wanna skate You want it now? I wanna wait You want a Benz? I wanna skate You wanna go? I wanna skate, I wanna skate, I wanna skate I wanna skate, I wanna skate I wanna skate, I just wanna skate
Writer(s): Tim Armstrong, Jordan Cardy, George Noah Booth, Mike Parvizi, Sean Toomey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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