High Heels - Party Down Under Extended Workout - Sam Feldt vs. Flo Rida
I wake up like a billion dollars in the morning (Oh yeah)
I pick and choose from twenty cars on Mr. Foreigns (Zoom)
I'll take my whisky neat to hide my mixed emotions (My mixed emotions)
And they don't got a clue
My life is like parties over sleep
Monkey in the middle of my money and my dreams (Oh yeah)
My life is like high heels on the beach
Perfect on the surface, but I'm sinkin' underneath (Oh yeah)
You know my life is like
Oh yeah, you know my life is like
Oh yeah, you know my life is like
You know, life is priceless
There's pressure, but, I guess pressure make diamonds (Oh yeah)
You know my life is like
Giddy up, giddy up, family daddy, almost got that Grammy
But I guess they don't do fancy like me, but I'm cool with it
I got low miles on my Prius, rollin' down the road with Jesus
And my food at Applebee's is for free
I got this light and I'm lit like flash, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh God, I'm blessed, yeah, yeah, yeah
I do my best, I do 'cause I got so much I could lose
And they don't got a clue (Ayy)
My life is like parties over sleep
Monkey in the middle of my money and my dreams (Oh yeah)
My life is like high heels on the beach
Perfect on the surface, but I'm sinkin' underneath (Oh yeah)
You know my life is like
Yeah, you know my life is like (Oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, you know my life is like (Oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I pick and choose from twenty cars on Mr. Foreigns (Zoom)
I'll take my whisky neat to hide my mixed emotions (My mixed emotions)
And they don't got a clue
My life is like parties over sleep
Monkey in the middle of my money and my dreams (Oh yeah)
My life is like high heels on the beach
Perfect on the surface, but I'm sinkin' underneath (Oh yeah)
You know my life is like
Oh yeah, you know my life is like
Oh yeah, you know my life is like
You know, life is priceless
There's pressure, but, I guess pressure make diamonds (Oh yeah)
You know my life is like
Giddy up, giddy up, family daddy, almost got that Grammy
But I guess they don't do fancy like me, but I'm cool with it
I got low miles on my Prius, rollin' down the road with Jesus
And my food at Applebee's is for free
I got this light and I'm lit like flash, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh God, I'm blessed, yeah, yeah, yeah
I do my best, I do 'cause I got so much I could lose
And they don't got a clue (Ayy)
My life is like parties over sleep
Monkey in the middle of my money and my dreams (Oh yeah)
My life is like high heels on the beach
Perfect on the surface, but I'm sinkin' underneath (Oh yeah)
You know my life is like
Yeah, you know my life is like (Oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, you know my life is like (Oh yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Meron Mengist, Breyan Stanley Isaac, Daniel Majic, Walker Hayes, Andre Davidson, Sean Winston Davidson, Fraser James Eliot Churchill
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