Letra de Bad Dreams
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(feat. Progress Running)
We could sit and watch the city lights
We could sit and watch the city lights
Make a promise - maybe kiss on it
baby put your heart into my microphone
like it? take you home, make you moan - just like - you used to do
you feel like heroin - but I don't gotta comedown
ever again 'cause we could - get high like this
put the needle in my arm - works like a fuckin' charm
da bomb like HIROSHIMA - makin' me scream
take me to the top of the whole fuckin' scene
you my heart throb - start stop - make me a star
I'ma take you to the top - baby That's how far
and if we make it to heaven and the gates close on us
I'll go to hell with you - I put my life on it
Ya ya girl, i ain't nuttin but a gangstaa
look at how I walkin' with that limp in my step
big diamonds on my neck - hair all in my face
converse on my feet - with my strap on my waist
I'ma boss like ross - but i look like posh
ima take it to the streets bitch - that's how I floss
no matter what the cost - it ain't nuttin to me
I take my bitch on a shopping spree everday of the week
like oh my god - is that prada?
why yes of course - stayin' fresh like Obama
it's 4Dbling - and my homie B on the hook
and we stuntin' so much, make ya'll girls look
(Thanks to 4Dbling for these lyrics)
baby put your heart into my microphone
like it? take you home, make you moan - just like - you used to do
you feel like heroin - but I don't gotta comedown
ever again 'cause we could - get high like this
put the needle in my arm - works like a fuckin' charm
da bomb like HIROSHIMA - makin' me scream
take me to the top of the whole fuckin' scene
you my heart throb - start stop - make me a star
I'ma take you to the top - baby That's how far
and if we make it to heaven and the gates close on us
I'll go to hell with you - I put my life on it
Ya ya girl, i ain't nuttin but a gangstaa
look at how I walkin' with that limp in my step
big diamonds on my neck - hair all in my face
converse on my feet - with my strap on my waist
I'ma boss like ross - but i look like posh
ima take it to the streets bitch - that's how I floss
no matter what the cost - it ain't nuttin to me
I take my bitch on a shopping spree everday of the week
like oh my god - is that prada?
why yes of course - stayin' fresh like Obama
it's 4Dbling - and my homie B on the hook
and we stuntin' so much, make ya'll girls look
(Thanks to 4Dbling for these lyrics)
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