Addicted - Summer Version

Two more
(Three, two, one)

I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
When I look this good, I just wanna be bad
I know you probably heard this, but you never heard that
Did they tell you?

I might be out of my mind
Or I might be the reason you came in here tonight
It ain't no fun if you don't cross the line
Come and get addic-dic-dic-dic-dicted one more time
Show me how your body feels on mine

(I might be out of my mind)
I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back

I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
Drinking skinny margaritas but that ass still fat
Don't stand on the wall, motherfucker, work that back, back
Did they tell you?

I might be out of my mind
Or I might be the reason you came in here tonight
It ain't no fun if you don't cross the line
Come and get addic-dic-dic-dic-dicted one more time
Show me how your body feels on mine, on mine, on mine

(I might be out of my mind)
I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
(I might be out of my mind)
I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
(I might be out of my mind)
I'ma hit the club, throw it back, back, back
(I might be out of my mind)

Yeah



Credits
Writer(s): David Immermann, Yaakov Gruzman, Steven Mastroianni, Andrew Taggart, Lina Anna Josefin Hansson, Kris Eriksson, Shaun Charles Frank
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