stan smiths
Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
I was on the phone, home last night
Two bad bitches and they all my type
I'm not fucking with your friend
You don't understand
(Like you don't understand ugh)
Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me
I don't understand why you're talking to me
Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me
I don't understand why you're talking to me
Why you talking to me, why you talking to me?
I see it in your eyes, oh what you need?
I don't want to play no games
I dont even wanna meet your friends
Met a shawty she bad, she like punk rock
She ask me out on the 14th and what not
Two young hopeless romantics
Did it once, did it twice, I should stop it
Girl say what you want right now
Imma get what you want somehow
Are you cold?
I'd give you my favourite hoodie
You know I'm sold
Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
I was on the phone, home last night
Two bad bitches and they all my type
I'm not fucking with your friend
You don't understand
(Like you don't understand ugh)
Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me
I don't understand why you're talking to me
Notebooks, two bands and your louder than me
I don't understand why you're talking to me
Why you talking to me, why you talking to me?
I see it in your eyes, oh what you need?
I don't want to play no games
I dont even wanna meet your friends
Met a shawty she bad, she like punk rock
She ask me out on the 14th and what not
Two young hopeless romantics
Did it once, did it twice, I should stop it
Girl say what you want right now
Imma get what you want somehow
Are you cold?
I'd give you my favourite hoodie
You know I'm sold
Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
Bae i love your stans and you're loving the breeze
I don't understand why you're talking to me
And she wanna dance, and she's down to be
And I don't undertstand it's the love in her dreams
Credits
Writer(s): Barney Sku, Nafees Hossain
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