(Hook). She's not looking for the good life. She's not looking to be treated right. She wants a dude that can hit it right. And a way to forget the night.
[Verse 1: Rockie Gold]. I'm like yo. They took my bro Harambe. Like no. Oh my god woah. You shot bae. "Harambe! Are you okay Harambe?". No he was dead.
Nienawidzę raperów, chyba bardziej niż kaca. O jednym i drugim gadać nie chcę mi się. Bo jedno i drugie zawsze męczy i wraca. I zawsze tak tutaj było, będzie i jest.
Yrr ye jindagi bhina badi kamini chiz h saala sab ssubha nikal padte h gadho ki tarah kaam krne boss ki sune thanks god meri life esi ni h kyu ki mera aim bhi alag h sunna chahoge to sunno mera.
{verse 1st} Kush. Sab chup na jane kyu. Bhut samjhane pe bhi namane kyu. Kya khud ko inshan samjhe tu. Tere inshan hone par thu. Khusi mili apno k khu se.
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band. Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man. Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand.