Slave To The Rhythm

Thank you for the scars, I will never forget it
All the in your arms, it's a cool aesthetic.
I'm a slave to the rhythm, to the rhythm of your hips
To the rhythm of your… Her i think i wanna keep
You move so naive to this gucci mane song
Every night till like five, you keep staying on.
You're pretty in pretty much every color, never going wrong.
I made you a song, i made you a song

uh uh, don't go, you'll make the night so cold,
tequila
Ass too OD, making cracks on the floor
Maybe I don't open up the door
Just admit to each other who we are
Shooting stars, shooting stars. They act just like you, they all false
Я хочу увидеть тебя прямо сейчас. Но у тебя будто зубы из фильма jaws
Thank you for the scars, I will never forget it
All the *** in your arms, it's a cool aesthetic.
I'm a slave to the rhythm, to the rhythm of your hips
To the rhythm of your… Her i think i wanna keep
You move so naive to this gucci mane song
Every night till like five, you keep staying on.
You're pretty in pretty much every color, never going wrong.
I made you a song, i made you a song