Lyrics

He bought a Rolls Royce 1988 He's all over the place I just want him to say it back and say it to my face He takes me for a ride It's cocaine white inside It's ninety-nine degrees The leather's sticking to my thighs I know I do not love him Fuck, I think I love him When I'm touchin' myself Swear to God, I'm thinkin' of him And I come too easy This is so completely Unlike anything I've ever felt Is this real life, life, life? Is this real life, life, life? Is this real life? 'Cause you're godlike Sippin' on some juice with a lil' Bombay Showin' off that ice, yeah Is this real life, yeah? 'Cause you're godlike, yeah Sittin' on that hood, showin' off his whip While he wearin' all white, yeah (yeah, yeah) Oh my, don't look into his eyes Every time I do I see us there, but not together Got me hypnotized Swimming pools and white lies Pink champagne and Mai Tais Open bar at someone's birthday party on Rodeo Drive No, I do not love him But when I'm drunk, I love him Tryin' to contain myself He's pushing all my buttons And I come too easy This is so completely Unlike anything I've ever felt Is this real life, life, life? Is this real life, life, life? Is this real life? 'Cause you're Godlike Sippin' on some juice with a lil' Bombay Showin' off that ice, yeah Is this real life, yeah? 'Cause you're Godlike, yeah Sittin' on that hood, showin' off his whip While he wearin' all white, yeah (yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Yeah)
Writer(s): Sabrina Louise Bernstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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