Slide (Acoustic Version)

Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this?
I might put some spotlight on the slide
Whatever comes, comes too clear
Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this?
I might put some spotlight on the slide
And whatever comes, comes too clear

All this jewelry ain't no use when it's this dark
This my favorite part
We see the lights, they cut so far
It went too fast, we couldn't reach it with our arm
Wrist on the wrist, a link of charms
Yeah
Player, we're still in Lincoln Park
It's like we could dye our own hair
Like we could dye it all blonde, hon'
If we could see in 20-20
Twice we could see it 'til the end

Put that spotlight on her face, spotlight
Put that spotlight on her face, ah, yeah
We gon' pipe up and turn up, pipe up
We gon' light up and burn up, burn up
Mama too hot like a, like what?
Mama too hot like a furnace, furnace
I got a hundred Gs in my Goyard, Gs
My diamond gon' shine when the lights dark, shine
You and I'll take a ride down the boulevard, yeah
And your friends really wanna break us apart apart
Good lord

Good gracious
Starin' at my diamonds while I'm hoppin' out the spaceship
Need your information, take vacation to Malaysia
You my baby
The paparazzi flashin' crazy
She swallowed the bottle while I sit back and smoke gelato
Walk in my mansion. 20 thousand paintings. Picasso
Bitch'll be dippin', dabbin' with niggas like a nacho
Took off her panties, diamonds dancin' like Rick Ricardo
She havin' it
When they call her workin' on The Bachelor
I know you got a past, I got a past, that's in the back of us
Average, I'm a make a million on the average
I'm ridin' with no brain, bitch, I'm out of it

Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this?
I might put some spotlight on the slide, ooh, yeah
Whatever comes, comes too clear
Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this?
put some spotlight on the slide
And whatever comes, comes too clear

I might empty my bank account
And buy that "Boy with a Pipe"
Buy that "Boy with a Pipe"
I might
I might empty my bank account
And buy that "Boy with a Pipe"
Buy that "Boy with a Pipe"
I might



Credits
Writer(s): Calvin Harris, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Christopher Breaux
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