Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kellz
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Malichi Mabson
Komponist:in
George Reichart
Komponist:in
Patrick Joseph
Komponist:in
Jordan Kelly
Komponist:in
Lyrics
You said you wouldn't leave again
Now you're gone just like the wind
You're so good at lying
Guess you got tired of trying
Fucked up, I don't even have to hide it
Spaceship coupe, baby, you should hop inside it
Can't feel my face, but I can feel your body
I'm on a trip, all I see is mirages
Just an illusion, I'm losing my mind with
Trapped in a trance, hypnotized by a dancer
She's got intentions of taking my money
I spent it all, I'll be back in the morning
Fucked up a check on a bad bitch at Follies
I know that this how she paying for college
Back of the club getting naked and naughty
Brought a couple friends, know that's just how I like it
We can have a ménage, we can have a ménage
Wanna feel like this for the rest of my life
Be my fantasy for the rest of the night
Telling me you love me, but I know that you're lying
Lust in your eyes, overwhelming desire
Put me through hell, so I know that it's fire
Birthday suits are my favorite attire
I fucked her once, now her soul is acquired
Trouble on my mind, I got trouble on my mind
Trouble on my mind, I got trouble on my mind
Said you wanna smoke and you wanna catch a vibe
Took a couple drinks now I'm feeling on your thighs
Bad lil bitch said she's tired of this place
Said she wanna leave, took her back where I stay
Now she wanna fuck, so I said that's ok
Freaky lil bitch, met her ass in LA
Writer(s): Patrick Joseph, Lee Haggard, Jordan Tobyas Kelly, George Benjamin Reichart
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