Kat Dahlia
Kat Dahlia - Clocks songtekst
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Black night, white lane Free up, make rain, oh We so about it! Sun down, gold chain My cup, my Jane, oh We so about it... We live in the jungle, we cocky but humble You don't wanna rumble, speak up bitch don't mumble You want it you got it, supply for the party Bitch, I'll be your preacher, I get this shit started! 'Cause when the clock strikes 12 I'm a set it off just like I wanna Baby, when the clock strikes 12 We gon' turn it up, don't tell your mama Yeahehehehehe We so about it! White noise, propane Black doors, no name, oh We so about it! Red lips no taste Red eyes no hay, oh We so about it... I don't got pajamas, I do what I wanna I'm out for the night, yeah, I'll sleep in the corner I live in these streets, I don't care if they're haunted It's hot on my block, if you slip you're a goner 'Cause when the clock strikes 12 I'm a set it off just like I wanna Baby, when the clock strikes 12 We gon' turn it up, don't tell your mama Yeahehehehehe We so about it! Yeahehehehehe We so about it! 'Cause when the clock strikes 12, all the freaks come out and play, eeeh And when the clock strikes 12, we gon' ride it like a train, eeeh eh eh eh Don't you wanna ride with me, eh eh, come baby come and ride my train You wanna ride with me eh eh... 'Cause when the clock strikes 12 I'm a set it off just like I wanna Baby, when the clock strikes 12 We gon' turn it up, don't tell your mama Yeahehehehehe We so about it! Yeahehehehehe We so about it! We so about it!