Lyrics

I tell 'em, I tell 'em, I tell 'em all You don't know what's next You don't know what's next (for me) You don't know what's next (for you) You don't know what's next (you don't) You don't know what's next (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah) You don't know what's next 'Cause I got realness on my mind 'Cause really this my time Won't you, flicky, flicky, flicky, that picky before I'm gone Oh, was you taken back? (Back, back) By all the shit that I've been holding back (back, back, back) So won't you flicky that sticky and we can chill relax I don't mind, you can stay the night (I don't mind) We can waste this time, we can do just that By the way that sound, you just want some sex 'Til you fall right down, bet we fall right down But no, I don't mind, we can take this back (I don't mind) 'Til the way the stress flying off your back By the way this sound, you just want some sex 'Til you fall right down, bet we fall right down Because, mm, 'cause You don't know what's next (for me) You don't know what's next (for you) You don't know what's next (you don't) You don't know what's next You like it when I talk crazy, about you, baby, then call you over You like it when they be saying, that we should date, knew you'd fall, they all do Ah, see I'm a lottery ticket, you know I'll be the winning one, baby, this ain't debatable They went and told you that one day I'll be a superstar And now you're already crushing just like the Danimals Stalking just like a fan, but no, I won't even lie Because you're running 'round my mind, the plane is crashing this time We're falling down, where is the pilot? Said this happened some lines ago And if you didn't catch it then I'd listen this time, yeah, I'd listen this time 'Cause You don't know what's next (for me) You don't know what's next (for you) You don't know what's next (you don't) You don't know what's next I don't mind, you can stay the night We can waste this time, we can do just that By the way that sound, you just want some sex 'Til you fall right down, bet we fall right down But no, I don't mind, we can take this back (I don't mind) 'Til the way the stress flying off your back By the way this sound, you just want some sex 'Til you fall right down, bet we fall Right down, down, down, down Fall right down, fall right down
Writer(s): Allen John Haley, Liam Gröndahl, Max Vossberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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