MR. SAUGA – Najpopularniejsze utwory
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Robert Jake Jamieson
Songwriter
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Baby you
Baby you, feel so far away
Maybe you, all I wanna say
Fuck it! I'll take the nickname McLovin' (hoh)
Steward of this land hotter than Martha's oven (haah)
Tops at ten, I'll take it to eleven, that's seven
Grandfather's up in heaven (hoh!)
Make you sweat, drippin' like Niagara Falls (maybe you)
Cross in a barrel, wait, booty calls (baby you)
I've seen it all, movie of a lifetime
I know the answer, but I'll still hit the lifeline (hello?)
Imma call just a friend, mic check
You up? Send a late night text (whooosh)
Fifty-fifty, odds great playin' ball
Stay bitter? Well, I'm mixin' in some alcohol (baby you)
Bout to ask everybody in this audience
I got money, so I guess it only makes sense (maybe you)
Make ways, I'm shakin' off this workout
I'm the guy that your mama must've heard about (hey)
Make waves, the ripples and the ruffles
Grass dance attitude with the bustles (Hoka)
You wanna see my muscles
The big brain too, that's used for solving puzzles (hmm)
I've seen it in her eyes, I'M HIM
Cascade on the horizon
It ain't a biggie Still hypnotizing (baby baby)
The laws of attraction, still workin' in the silence (baby you)
So don't get too violent
I was drawn to the sound of a cute siren
It made me, tackle my fears, those are real tears (maybe you)
Then it rolls down my cheek, then disappeared
Baby you, feel so far away
Maybe you, all I wanna say (bum ba da dum ba da dum)
Bum ba da dum ba da dum
Baby you (ba da dum)
Baby you, feel so far away
Maybe you, all I wanna say
Writer(s): Jordan Jamieson
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