Correction Paroles 1% (Demo) par Baauer

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Paroles

Mm, oh I, oh I
F**k all day and I freak all night
Never ask your name 'cause I ain't got time
Mm, no, oh I, oh I
Mm, oh I, oh I
F**k all day and I freak all night
Never ask your name 'cause I ain't got time
Mm no, oh I, oh I

I don't wanna know
Who's that b*t*h when your screen keep flashing
I don't wanna know
Sex so good, make you wanna get married
I-I-I see you call me back too late again
Then right bеfore my cell phone dеad
You playing with my 1%, I

He call right back
I'mma let him tell that voicemail what he gon' do
And I'm lowkey ghosting, leaving
Hoping, praying that he get through
I call him back on my 1%
Meet me in my bed, let the sh*t get real
How's it feel now I'm in your head in the eye of the storm
Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night
Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night

He call right back
I'mma let him tell that voicemail what he gon' do
And I'm lowkey ghosting, leaving
Hoping, praying that he get through
I call him back on my 1%
Meet me in my bed, let the sh*t get real
How's it feel knowing I'm in your head in the eye of the storm
Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night
Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night

Beat it, love your lips on my liquor, go
Don't it taste so sweet and low?
Housekeeping, running right back out the door
When they see you beat that kitty, better keep it
Little secret on the low, how I ride that stud like a rodeo
Beat it, love your lips on my liquor, go
Don't it taste so sweet and low?

All the boys blowing up my phone
Ring ring ring, wanna take me home
Find the time and down below
You're the only one I want
All the boys blowing up my phone
Ring ring ring, wanna take me home
Find the time and down below
You're the only one I want
He call right back
I'mma let him tell that voicemail what he gon' do
And I'm lowkey ghosting, leaving
Hoping, praying that he get through
I call him back on my 1%
Meet me in my bed, let the sh*t get real
How's it feel knowing I'm in your head in the eye of the storm

Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night
Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night
Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night
Gimme that one time, far at the red line
Bottle gonna run dry
Call me on the red line all night, all night

All the boys blowing up my phone
All, all the boys blowing up my phone
All the boys blowing up my phone
You playing with my 1%
All, all the boys blowing up my phone
All the boys blowing up my phone
You playing with my 1%
Playing with my 1%, I

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