She got lipstick on my blue collar And she always tells me to call her And I only got a few dollars To my name We still hangin'
She's only with me for the credebility She introduced me to her friend Tiffany And I know it's gonna' end eventually But that's alright I don't mind
I think she's slummin' it with me Got money in the bank I keep lovin' on her for free And all the finer things I know your dad would be mad and you like that I know your mom plays along; takes her way back I think she's slummin' it with me (Oh, oh, oh) I think she's slummin' it with me (Oh, oh, oh)
They won't let me in her country club But I still go and pick her up 'Cause she loves the way they look at us In dismay as we drive away
She's only with me for the credebility She introduced me to her friend Tiffany And I know it's gonna' end eventually But that's alright I don't mind
I think she's slummin' it with me Got money in the bank I keep lovin' on her for free And all the finer things I know your dad would be mad and you like that I know your mom plays along; takes her way back I think she's slummin' it with me (Oh, oh, oh) I think she's slummin' it with me (Oh, oh, oh)
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Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it Slummin' it, with me Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it Slummin' it, slummin' it, slummin' it Slummin' it, with meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
