More songs by Sudan Archives
Description
Main Artist: Sudan Archives
Producer: Ben Dickey
Producer: Ben Dickey
Composer: Brittney Parks
Composer: Ben Dickey
Composer: James McCall IV
Composer: ghalani of Greenwood
Lyrics and translation
Original
(From the top, red)
(Yea, yea, yea)
I hit the dance floor
C'mon, mm
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, mm
C'mon, yea, mm
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yea, yea, yea
I hit the dance floor, he got his eyes watchin' me
I licked my lips, flipped my hair and rolled up some weed
Yea, yea, yea
He said, "I like that", he said, "What's that on your sleeve?"
Oh, this old thing, boy, I got this in Queens
(Now we in the D)
On the top deck
Tryna find you 'cause you left
A precious image in my head
Damn, there's so much I left unsaid
And can we please rewind the time?
Goddamn, I didn't see the signs (yo)
I cannot keep him off my mind (no)
You see me grindin' to the beat
These bitches call me Queen Bee
Sweet as honey and I'm fly
Oh, you lookin' super fine
Hit my line all the time
Turn a straight nigga bi
I still can't get you off my mind
I'm the best, I'm a dime
Do I need to remind you?
Yea, yea, yea (oh)
Yea, yea, yea (yea)
Yea, yea, yea (oh)
Yea, yea, yea (yea)
I got somethin' to tell you
I got nothin' to sell you
See, I know what you been through
And I know why they sent you
Got you movin' cross-country like the rent's due
Tryna mask it with makeup
I wanna fight then make up
Make love in Jamaica
In the bathtub
Skylight open, feel the raindrops
(Waste not, want not)
You got a big egg roll
Like the deli off of 6 mile
(Ass shots, back shots)
I gotta big bank roll, yea, money is my mascot
I'm tryna make vows and rule the world
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
English translation
(From the top, red)
(Yea, yea, yea)
I hit the dance floor
C'mon, mm
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, mm
C'mon, yea, mm
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Yea, yea, yea
I hit the dance floor, he got his eyes watchin' me
I licked my lips, flipped my hair and rolled up some weed
Yea, yea, yea
He said, "I like that", he said, "What's that on your sleeve?"
Oh, this old thing, boy, I got this in Queens
(Now we in the D)
On the top deck
Tryna find you 'cause you left
A precious image in my head
Damn, there's so much I left unsaid
And can we please rewind the time?
Goddamn, I didn't see the signs (yo)
I cannot keep him off my mind (no)
You see me grindin' to the beat
These bitches call me Queen Bee
Sweet as honey and I'm fly
Oh, you lookin' super fine
Hit my line all the time
Turn a straight nigga bi
I still can't get you off my mind
I'm the best, I'm a dime
Do I need to remind you?
Yea, yea, yea (oh)
Yea, yea, yea (yea)
Yea, yea, yea (oh)
Yea, yea, yea (yea)
I got somethin' to tell you
I got nothin' to sell you
See, I know what you been through
And I know why they sent you
Got you movin' cross-country like the rent's due
Tryna mask it with makeup
I wanna fight then make up
Make love in Jamaica
In the bathtub
Skylight open, feel the raindrops
(Waste not, want not)
You got a big egg roll
Like the deli off of 6 mile
(Ass shots, back shots)
I gotta big bank roll, yea, money is my mascot
I'm tryna make vows and rule the world
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea