Letras

I wanna be, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Wanna be free, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Help me to see, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Hold down my feet, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah 'Fore I fly away Yeah, why you lookin' like a stick in the mud? I pop out like a bubble bath full of the sud She pullin' petals of the flower, need a bit of the bud Eatin' good 'til I look like Jabba the Hutt, okay Play this, now we shakin' the house Don't really matter 'bout the money, we got different amounts We got the game by its ankle, we're shakin' it out And when the change hit the floor, you can figure it out, bitch Tell me, what's it you know about this? It lit so quick like I'm hittin' the power switch So swift, made this shit in an hour-ish Then drop it like it's hotter than a model, that's how it is The sub bump, feel that shit in the trunk Bald-headed boy, so you know I look like a monk When I walk up in the party, bitch, I smell like a skunk West Coast do the most, always bringin' the fun (uh) I just wanna be free Yeah, we movin' 'til the sun come up, I'm sleepy Knee-deep in the water, the faucet leaky Drip-drop, when I'm walkin', my sneakers squeaky Goin' up the coast, Atlanta to DC She wanna piece of me tan, like cover the Reese's We're performin' shows that back-to-back Tell the DJ to bring the chorus back I wanna be, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Wanna be free, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Help me to see, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah Hold down my feet, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah 'Fore I fly away (ah-ah) 'Fore I fly away (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) 'Fore I fly away (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) 'Fore I fly away (ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah) 'Fore I fly away
Writer(s): Joshua Hamilton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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