Black Jeans, White T-Shirt (¥€$ 2018)

Текст песни Tommy Cash - Black Jeans, White T-Shirt (¥€$ 2018)

[Intro]
Punish me my DJ, Jimi Hendrix on my feature
So many sins (Yeah, yeah), you should call my preacher

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I wanna take a shot of this, I know you want some foreign weed
Hentai love you, my private plane is boarding
You ride past the shore in sexy car, we're never walking (Nah)
Heaven lost two people, he is never fucking you (Ah)
Ride me like a derby horse, feel without us stopping here
Fancy restaurants, sprinkle me with all this topping
Dress in shorts that's ripped because your legs are so flawless
We look so damn important to parade, I'm gon' record this

[Hook]
Clap if you're single, I can see the bigger picture
Punish me my DJ, Jimi Hendrix on my feature
Black jeans, white t-shirt — we only get richer
So many sins (Yeah, yeah), you should call my preacher
Skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt on my body
[?] skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
[Gotta love me]
I'm like Kurt, Kurt, Kurt, Kurt
With my homies, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fresh Tommy, Tommy
[Verse 2]
Always wanna party, go faster that Bugatti
Wipe my ass while I'm escorted with my super hottie (Money)
Girlfriends swarm like honey, my girlfriend's on our money
Blondes in the morning, oh, I'm such a boujee hoe
Oh, damn, I'm lucky 'cause she go play with Tommy
I drive such a Porsche she named me Crash Dummy
Her chest feel so comfy, kisses are so yummy (Mmm)
Everything in rainbow, I'm a Teletubby (Tinky Winky)

[Hook]
Clap if you're single, I can see the bigger picture
Punish me my DJ, Jimi Hendrix on my feature
Black jeans, white t-shirt — we only get richer
So many sins (Yeah, yeah), you should call my preacher
Skrrt, skrrt (Ooh-la-la)
Skrrt on my body (Ooh-la-la)
[?] skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Ooh-la-la)
Gotta love me (Ooh-la-la)
I'm like Kurt, Kurt, Kurt, Kurt (Ooh-la-la)
With my homies, yeah (Ooh-la-la)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ya-ya-ya, ooh-la

[Bridge]
(Always wanna be like you)
Pika, pika
(Always wanna be like you)
[Outro]
Psycho bad bitch, I had to Hitchcock on it
I say keep up in this, in the set black sun, yeah
Natural born killers, yeah, we be showing off
Always better than it was before, call this our year
(Our year) Our year, (Our year) our year
Natural born killers, yeah, we be showing off
Always better than it was before, call this our year
Our year, our year
Our year, our year
Natural born killers, yeah, we be showing off
Always better than it was before, call this our year
Natural born killers, yeah, we be showing off
Our year