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Club lights, we fight every night Baby, I don't wanna do that Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite She like "how the fuck you do that?" I can't be there all the time But you know I gotta prove that I can't leave here anytime soon I got something to do, yeah Walk away as the door slams You got blood on your poor hands I just wanted to help, now I'm going to hell Walk away as the door slams I know you wanna Facetime, baby I have Samsung When I met your mom, she told me I was handsome You told me I'm sexy, do you still think that? You told me that you loved me, do you still think that? 3AM, climbing through your window Ounce of the kush, blowing smoke out your window You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines Step inside the club, cameras flashing in my eyes 3AM, climbing through your window Ounce of the kush, blowing smoke out your window You're a thousand miles away, I snort a thousand lines Step inside the club, cameras flashing in my eyes Songtexte Club lights, we fight every night Baby, I don't wanna do that Your type, jeans tight, dirty Sprite She like "how the fuck you do that?" I can't be there all the time But you know I gotta prove that I can't leave here anytime soon I got something to do, yeah Walk away as the door slams You got blood on your poor hands I just wanted to help, now I'm going to hell Walk away as the door slams Aus Songtexte Mania