Lyrics

What's that sound? It's the waves. Champagne at the faucet House so big we get lost in it Shoes spilling out the closet No, no, no Girl, I could throw all my cards in I don't even know your name, yeah But girl, how could you blame me The way you're moving that body No, no, no Makes me wanna Put a ring on your finger and lock it Take you off of the market If there's someone for me then you are it Oh, oh Put a ring on your finger and lock it Take you off of the market If there's someone for me then you are it Oh, oh Look at how the door opens This kind of feeling is pouring Boy, tell me where we going No, no, no Tell me where we going Somewhere with a blue beach Is this life or a movie I can't think with you on me No, no, no Do you wanna Put a ring on my finger and lock it Take me off of the market If there's someone for me then you are it Oh, oh Put a ring on my finger and lock it Take me off of the market If there's someone for me then you are it Oh, oh Girl, you're vibe is too wavy I'm nauseous I'll retire a player Chris Bosh Think you found out for meth and And I caught ya Got me thinkin' all crazy No, no, no Makes me wanna Put a ring on your finger and lock it Take you off of the market If there's someone for me then you are it Oh, oh Put a ring on your finger and lock it Take you off of the market If there's someone for me then you are it Oh, oh
Writer(s): Julian C. Bunetta, Teddy Geiger, John Ryan, Ian Zachary Franzino, Andrew James Haas, Shungudzo Kuyimba Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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