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craw - bang bang lyrics

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[chorus x2: craw]
(bang bang) every other
day she like to say,
(bang bang) every other
night she like to fight,
(bang bang) it’s that
coffee, cigarette,
(bang bang) uh, a little
bit of this and that

[verse 1: craw]
they don’t know – they
don’t know what i do to
music,
rip it up – rip it up then
i give it to um,
maybe i’m crazy baby i’m
movin through it,
either way lately i lay it
f-cking brutal,
this isn’t news to you man
i got to do it,
but i think you’re
beatiful when your mouth
is moving,
and your lips so s-xy when
you talk sh-t,
i wanna fight, f-ck, make
up, and do it again,
i think that maybe the
moves you make is crucial,
and i think your mood is
something i could get used
to,
cut it up – cut it up i’m
your newest student,
and i’d like to feel your
breath on my keep it
movin,
i don’t know – i don’t
know what to do with you
boo,
the way you hold a
cigarette could make me
koo koo,
brains and the beauty you
coming straight from
cupid,
i’m about ta – i’m about
ta f-cking lose it

[bridge: craw]
the way you keep this sh-t
together better than any
woman i’ve ever known is
why you in your own zone,
yo

[verse 2: craw]
why do you – why do you
have to be so perfect,
seeming like everything
that i ever needed,
killing me – killing me
with that f-cking
cleavage,
have no ability to just up
and leave it,
down on a – down on a knee
without a chance like,
baby i – baby i just wanna
dance,
i’ma lead you to the place
where the stars shoot,
you could flip a b-tch but
you gotta have the heart
too,
been a minute with it
steady stayin with the
ready playin,
everybody skeptical at
first, now we
heavyweighting,
ain’t a chance on this
earth i’ma let her go –
go,
i’ma hit it with a little
bit of rhythm,
split it, hit it from the
pinch position,
wishing i was the dishes
when she up in the
kitchen,
upper division nothing but
gifted,
up in her business like i
got her out the shark
tank,
taught her how her heart
sang, nothing to a hard
day

[chorus x2: craw]
(bang bang) every other
day she like to say,
(bang bang) every other
night she like to fight,
(bang bang) it’s that
coffee, cigarette,
(bang bang) uh, a little
bit of this and that

© 2015 ill company
music/crawdad crawford
publishing (ascap)



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