FADED ft. ANDY, Matt Sligar & Wavesondakeys Lyrics

Moi je sais que tu veux, mais, tu peux?

Moi je sais que je suis cher

Bebe, vient avec moi je vais te montrer

Dans le club, allons en boîte, nous buvons du champagne et du vin

Nous dansons jusqu'à ce que les jambes

Ne donnent plus

Ce robe que tu me donnes

Givenchy et Chanel

Tu ne peut, ne peut pas

Aller y danser

Je veux que tu m'aimes sans le prix bébè

Dans ta chambre jusqu'a le soleil se lève

Moi je veux ceci chéri

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Give it to me, give it to me, give it to me baby

Fitted like Rick James

Bring it to the 80s

Superfreak, She super freaky, she crazy

But she a bad motherfucker, can you blame me?

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)

Keep your hands on me, cheri

Enivrez par la foule tu me embrace, baby

Just move to the beat

C'est presque fini

My mans in the club

And he's looking for me

Can't get caught lacking, he packin' heat

Out of sight, out of mind, to the back with me

Let's go upstairs where he can't see

How you unlace my Givenchy

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi

Donnez-moi chéri

Do it more

Do it more

Do it more shawty

Do it more

Do it more

Do it more shawty

Do it more

Do it more

Do it more shawty

Do it more

Do it more

Do it more shawty

Do it more

Do it more

Do it more shawty

Do it more

Do it more

Do it more shawty

"Yo who the fuck this n*gga is dancing all up on you, yo?"

"What you thought? I wasn't gonna pop out tonight?

"Naw I see you yo"

"Always talkin' bout just a friend, what the fuck type--"

"A friend pumpin his shit all up on you yo? that n*gga all in your ass yo, fuck is you talkin' bout"

"Fuck is you mean crazy, don't try and gaslight me motherfucker"

"Yo yo yo, na I saw you dancing with this "n*gga yo"

"Talkin' bout-- what the fuck do you mean? Na, na don't gaslight me motherfucker"

"Bitch I pay for everything for everything you got any you mother fucking talking"

"Na of course ima say that shit, who you tellin" to shut up?"

"Na you shut up, callate n*gga"

"Yo don't talk to me like that yo, I'll smack this shit out of both of y'all right now"

"Talkin' bout 'its a fucking friend' fuck is you talkin' bout"

Girl I know you ain't where you supposed to be

I know you ain't supposed to be so close to me

Im just a homie, ya flirtin' with me jokingly

But you be talkin' bout your man so openly

You in a closed relationship, I see an opening tho

Peelin' off my clothes like a tomatillo

Not my fault your mans got a low libido

Im just tryna get faded, you're just tryna get me home

Ouu ouu, im tryna get loose

Ouu ouu, get my gin and juice

Ouu ouu, im tryna get you

Get my uber for two, ouu

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)

Take a break from the dance floor we tryna get faded

(Tryna get faded, tryna get faded)