歌詞

Hasta mañana, don't need no yada I'm a universal donor but I get nada I've been tryna call up Lucy, return my Prada Now she screamin' bloody murder I feel Nirvana Don't be throwin' up Zastavas This ain't grenada Sent my father to the war, man Now I'm so Dada Take my sister Theo's hands, Then we cross the strata And we squeaky fresh like poutine Say hey Canada So washed up, ay Got me down like Pompeii, oh-h So I cut my new chains And I make my soufflé, oh-oh Live it up. Uppercut. Clean 'em up. Pretty much Tall enough. Pretty much Cool enough. Give it up. Live it up. Uppercut. Clean 'em up. Pretty much Tall enough. Pretty much Big enough. So washed up, ay Got me down like Pompeii, oh-h So I cut my new chains And I make my soufflé, oh-oh Give it up. Live it up. Uppercut. Clean 'em up. Pretty much Tall enough. Pretty much Cool enough. Give it up. Live it up. Uppercut. Clean 'em up. Pretty much Tall enough. Pretty much Big enough. Live it up. Uppercut. Clean 'em up. Pretty much Tall enough. Pretty much Cool enough. Give it up. Live it up. Uppercut. Clean 'em up. Pretty much Tall enough. Pretty much Big enough. So washed up, ay Oh-h
Writer(s): Anwar Sawyer, Audrey Chu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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