Tekst Utworu

You You, you I'm raising hell, yeah I gotta tell ya I got a hundred other bitches In my cell, yeah Gave her Chanel, yeah She wore it well, yeah Give brain so good that they should Give her the Nobel, yeah Yeah, yeah I'm like a dog with a bone I pop a pill and try my luck With every girl that I know Don't give a fuck, I'll pay for coke With credit cards and a loan This life is all that I know, all I know No mistakes, always Never change She tastes Bittersweet like lemonade Pedal down, no break Every day, this the wave I wouldn't have it any other way You I wouldn't have it any other way You, you I wouldn't have it any other way No mistakes, always Never change She tastes Bittersweet like lemonade Pedal down, no break Every day, this the wave I wouldn't have it any other way Hell yeah, I took an L, yeah I spent another fucking night inside a cell, yeah I'm doing well, yeah You couldn't tell, yeah I threw a TV off the roof Of my hotel, yeah Yeah, yeah I posted bail like Malone I'm trippin' ours and faces nothing like two scoops in a cone Don't give a fuck, I'll pay for coke with credit cards and a loan This life is all that I know, all I know No mistakes, always Never change She tastes Bittersweet like lemonade Pedal down, no break Every day, this the wave I wouldn't have it any other way You I wouldn't have it any other way You, you I wouldn't have it any other way No mistakes, always Never change She tastes Bittersweet like lemonade Pedal down, no break Every day, this the wave I wouldn't have it any other way
Writer(s): Richard Doetsch, Michael Turner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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