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Correct Under The Sheets Lyrics
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Chiddy Bang
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Correct Under The Sheets
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(Ellie Goulding sample) You left ur blood stain on the floor You set ur sights on him You left a hand print on the door Like all the boys before, like all the boys before This is our luck baby running out Her clothes were never off We still have hours to run about To scale the map, scale the map, to get us back on track I've seen you in a fight you lost, I've seen you in a fi-i-i-i-ght Were under the sheets and ur killing me In our house made of paper, ur words all over me Were under the sheets and ur killin me (Xaphoon you crazy yo, This that type of shit you can move to, uh) (Chiddy) I aint worried bout the critics But y you tell ur friends that I hit it and quit it I'm just laid back, don't think I'm a party guy And if you look at me, I bet I had you starry eyed What kinda car you drive, don't even kno Hard life, uk shit, twenty below And Miss Goulding is exploding I rebound Dennis Rodman with a nose ring I get braino, hi hater no Maino My name Chiddy and she kno I'm gon bang tho And that's word to the uk I keep it Kickin and Pushin like I was Lupe My definition is high, I thinks it's blue ray And I still could care less what you say My last shorty, she was down to ride And I killed her under the sheets It was homocide (Sample) Were under the sheets and ur killing me In our house made of paper, ur words all over me Were under the sheets and ur killin me Were in a mess babe, were in a mess babe Ur more is less babe (oh, oh) Were in a mess babe, were in a mess babe Ur more is less babe (oh, oh) (Chiddy) Let me tell you what was crazy tho I fell in love with a shorty up on the radio And what did I call her, a queen Psychadellic shit got all kinds of green Chiddy Bang, spam we all on the scene Used to be academic probation and deans Now we sewing the machine Toast to the queen Let you kno how it is No ghost, I intervene I flow and get the cream and I take it apart And everytime I fix it, I be breakin her heart Then shit got worse when we made it to the charts Now it's different, niece want to tell them faces apart Shorty don't leave me I make it so easy She needs me but I aint locked down like Weezy I make her give me one on the cheek And she aint over me yet So I put her under the sheets (Sample) Were under the sheets and ur killing me In our house made of paper, ur words all over me Were under the sheets and ur killin me Killin me, killin me, killin me Killin me, killin me, killin me
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