JUICEBOX

Blue lights, flashing red eyes
Casios and scooters, always dripping, off time
And I'm fucking obscene
She lights my dreams
I'm way too baller, way too

Jet down for a minute, Juicebox what's in it?
Hands on mine, no time, got no time for no mind
I just slow down

Slide to me baby, I can't lie to you baby
Got my eyes on you all night, we can get it watch out

I feel you feeling me
One, more, time, freeze

Blue lights, flashing red eyes
Casios and scooters, always dripping, off time
And I'm fucking obscene
She lights my dreams
I'm way too baller, way too

And I can never get sense, I can only swap needs no ends
No tears, no heat
You're mixing dreams with life, now I can't sleep, but

Slide to me baby I can't lie to you baby
Got my eyes on you all night, we can get it watch out

I feel you feeling me
One, more, time, freeze

Blue lights, flashing red eyes
Casios and scooters, always dripping, off time
And I'm fucking obscene
She lights my dreams
I'm way too baller, way too

Pause It baby, pause
Just a little too fast, just a little come on
No sweat just heat
You're mixing dreams with life, now I can't sleep, but
She took my hand, said baby you been turning heads
I got a bed and I think you would look good in it
You need to light your cigarette
I need to find my fucking head

Blue lights, flashing red eyes
Casios and scooters, always dripping, off time
And I'm fucking obscene
She lights my dreams
I'm way too baller, way too

Blue lights, flashing red eyes
Casios and scooters, always dripping, off time
And I'm fucking obscene
She lights my dreams
I'm way too baller, way too (Way too)



Credits
Writer(s): Janos Bihari Andersson, Aksel Krystad, Havard Haugland
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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