Song Description

writer's vocal demo. 1st draft of drums, bass, and vocal melody

Lyrics

verse 1:
i got your txt, you're hanging out
you wanna meet up at the club
its 1am and im out my house
to french kiss up in french town

'cuse my hands girl, excuse my tounge
i been drink some cherry cruzan rum
we at the bar, take a shot
in VIP show me what u got

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start to party, have a good time
forget ur work and living for right now
where it takes us i wanna know
so lets jus go

to the next spot on the weekend
start the freaking till we leaving
you make me feel like im on the ceiling
you just dont know


verse 2:
from the brunch to the beach
your beautiful when your by the sea
love your dress its blue and green
picture perfect magazine

summer breeze in your hair
spending time like we dont care
paradise is what we like
cuz we party last night

and i feel the rhythm in me
and the feeling dont want to leave me


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verse 2:
i heard when you were say
to come with you in the morning
i feel like you could be the reason
i could stop dreaming, we could start something

but right now we're jus dancing
seems like no one's watching
i gotta love living in the moment
lets get up on it, dont think about it


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bridge:
you got the place turn up cah u body burn up
when you start wine-up, gyal i love it so much
me nah tell lie u got de natural touch
see de man dem a watch and de man dem a rush

and who nah hate waan try mek fuss
bring drinks and ting like dat a bonus
done see me with de gyal and run come cuss
but,

me dont fear nobody
we jus come to party
and hold a lil shortie
wah she name was...



chorus