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letra de doors go up - vayne (nz)

doors go up lyrics
[intro]
yeah
uh-huh
yeah

[chorus]
when the doors go up
in the nighttime, watch the speedometer go up
take me for a ride, b-tterfly doors goin’ up
in the mornin’ time, i need that d-ck to be, hmm (mm)
yeah, yeah
when the doors go up
in the nighttime, watch the speedometer go up
take me for a ride, b-tterfly doors goin’ up
yeah, up, yeah, up, yeah (yeah-yeah), up
[verse 1]
i’m in morningside, tell me what you want
i’m tryna put it on you ’til the break of dawn
i feel it’s the right time, hit it like a blindsidе (yeah)
my grass is greener in the nighttimе, huh
turn my switches on, turn me to a water faucet (yeah-yeah)
i got a bad b-tch, her titties fallin’ out her corset (yeah)
ever since i left my ex, my blood has turned toxic
ever since left that boy, i’ve been outside the closet
she a polynesian, she pretty for no reason
she a freaky girl, she take no part in cuffin’ season (oh no)
nymphomaniac when the clock strikes, she turn to demon
she a brainiac, she give head on demand, she a f-ckin’ heathen
she so p-y-t, pretty, young and triflin’
she want me to pay the bill, she don’t know where her license is
she went to a private school, that’s why she’s so rebellious
takin’ medicine but it ain’t no supplements

[chorus]
when the doors go up
in the nighttime, watch the speedometer go up
take me for a ride, b-tterfly doors goin’ up
in the mornin’ time, i need that d-ck to be, hmm (mm)
yeah, yeah
when the doors go up
in the nighttime, watch the speedometer go up
take me for a ride, b-tterfly doors goin’ up
yeah, up, yeah, up, yeah (yeah-yeah), up
[verse 2]
i’m a pretty, handsome b-tch with a lotta ass (lot, lot, lot)
it’s a lot of fake b-tches that ain’t really have my back
and i will really line you up, this ain’t no smash or pass
this ain’t no homebrew but this will have you on yo’ ass
this is that new sh-t, i don’t give a f-ck what the locals say
i’m so ethereal, planet earth ain’t where i was made
when i go to sleep at night, i dream of maserati’s
i like material things, i’m a f-ckin mäori barbie
i’m a bad b-tch, that’s why the pretty b-tches feelin’ me
and i’m a savage, that’s why i make these men pay the fee
you a silly b-tch, you wear fake jordan’s on yo’ feet (huh)
and i’m a s-xy b-tch, fresh pedicures on my feet

- vayne nz

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