letra de high school dropout: with a twist! - pinkmouse
[intro]
9:40
[verse 1: matt champion]
big old whiskey on them icy rocks
flood down some veins like oxy does
i need fresh air, i need oxygen
who the h-ll you fooling? it’s so obvious
i don’t feel it, i don’t see it, this is blasphemy
i can’t help but feel like you is after me
is you drinking for the pain? is you drinking for fun?
there’s a party outside, ’til the morning gon’ come
big old whiskey on them icy rocks
flood down some veins like oxy does
i need fresh air, i need oxygen
who the h-ll you fooling? it’s so obvious
i don’t feel it, i don’t see it, this is blasphemy
i can’t help but feel like you is after me
is you drinking for the pain? is you drinking for fun?
there’s a party outside, ’til the morning gon’ come
[chorus 1: nelly furtado, samantha jade, jenna rose]
if you see us in thе club, we’ll be actin’ real nicе
if you see us on the floor, you’ll be watchin’ all night
we ain’t here to hurt n0body (so give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
wanna see you work your body (so give it to me, give it to me, give it to me)
i want your sweet talk
talking to me all night
filling me with love
what’s love without your sweet talk?
keep me going, don’t stop
till we turn the lights back on
baby- they wore those jeans like me
[drop 2: jenna rose, underscores]
o-m-g (oh oh woah, oh oh woah)
o-m-g (oh oh woah, oh oh woah)
she wore those jeans like me
o-m-g (oh oh woah, oh oh woah)
o-m-g (oh oh woah)
she wore those jeans
o-m-g (oh oh woah, oh oh woah)
o-m-g (oh oh woah, oh oh woah)
she wore those jeans like me
o-m-g (oh oh woah, oh oh woah)
o-m-g (oh oh woah)
she wore those jeans
don’t talk if you’re not gonna say much
you could have something you don’t like the taste of
don’t talk if you won’t make it worth it
did you get far before you hit the surface?
she wore those jeans like me
[chorus 2: mike posner]
if i could write you a song to make you fall in love
i would already have you up under my arm
i used up all of my tricks, i hope that you like this
but you probably won’t, you think you’re cooler than me
you got designer shades just to hide your face
and you wear ’em around like you’re cooler than me
and you never say hey or remember my name
and it’s probably cause you think you’re cooler than me
letras aleatórias
- letra de about you - rakhmad ryan
- letra de bodas de sangre - pata negra
- letra de en liten snubbe - petter
- letra de bitch fuck with me - lil b
- letra de sister sorrowsong - hymns from nineveh
- letra de ayo technology (milow cover version) - milow
- letra de the great cover up - broken down golf cart
- letra de claude poirier - rowjay
- letra de black broad - mi$fitxapollo
- letra de stormy monday - live at hammersmith odeon - eric clapton