Sprite, Sangria
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite (bitch I might)
Bitch I might bite
You know I'm needing the drugs right
You know the feel when the buzz right
Only thing I can hold tight
Cos I ain't heard from you in a minute
Turn a fuckin saint into a sinner
You was the type of women that I'm inna
Here I was, thinkin that I was different to you
Seems that I need advice
What to do, when you lose a vice
Replace that, and take that
I'll take another with a quarter sprite
Imma bout to hit a limit
Why don't you tell me how your feeling?
Cos I really need to hear it
Already know that I'm the villain, yeah
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
I think I need her
Sweeter than sangria
Could make a brother drop per day
Round 5 hunnid like a fiat
I think I see it
Do I believe it doe
Ain't cold but I see snow
Ain't Cole but I be woke
On the wrong side of bed with a lady friend
Getting mixed up with my fate again
Just waiting for the day to end
Just keen to contend up with the state I'm in
Shits an opera, baby you a phantom
Skydiving bar tandem, I'm planning for the
rocks and the racks and the bands and the madness
To deal with the fact might've lost me the baddest
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite (bitch I might)
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
Bitch I be hunting for a dame who looking mean in the vicinity
And you can bet I'm looking fresh and that the girl is into me
I never was the one to pull a chick and make an enemy
But now I couldn't even care I got a fucking
Thunderstorm of energy and double vision
Brain tripping on off coloured sprite, and a bit of liquor,
I don't know why, I'm trynna get slower, quicker,
Skip the line, to the bar, nother sangria,
Why it taste so bitter?
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite (bitch I might)
Bitch I might bite
You know I'm needing the drugs right
You know the feel when the buzz right
Only thing I can hold tight
Cos I ain't heard from you in a minute
Turn a fuckin saint into a sinner
You was the type of women that I'm inna
Here I was, thinkin that I was different to you
Seems that I need advice
What to do, when you lose a vice
Replace that, and take that
I'll take another with a quarter sprite
Imma bout to hit a limit
Why don't you tell me how your feeling?
Cos I really need to hear it
Already know that I'm the villain, yeah
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
I think I need her
Sweeter than sangria
Could make a brother drop per day
Round 5 hunnid like a fiat
I think I see it
Do I believe it doe
Ain't cold but I see snow
Ain't Cole but I be woke
On the wrong side of bed with a lady friend
Getting mixed up with my fate again
Just waiting for the day to end
Just keen to contend up with the state I'm in
Shits an opera, baby you a phantom
Skydiving bar tandem, I'm planning for the
rocks and the racks and the bands and the madness
To deal with the fact might've lost me the baddest
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite (bitch I might)
Keep em moving all night
Keep her grooving all night
Don't touch that sprite
Bitch I might bite
Bitch I be hunting for a dame who looking mean in the vicinity
And you can bet I'm looking fresh and that the girl is into me
I never was the one to pull a chick and make an enemy
But now I couldn't even care I got a fucking
Thunderstorm of energy and double vision
Brain tripping on off coloured sprite, and a bit of liquor,
I don't know why, I'm trynna get slower, quicker,
Skip the line, to the bar, nother sangria,
Why it taste so bitter?
Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Edwards
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