HWCA 歌词

Girl you know, what is like Living like you’re in other life Making somethings good and right What a dream, I wish get high Sit on thrones, maybe win or Maybe I loose everything I don’t know, 4 AM What a shit, just give a daam What you know What you know What you know Living like you’re in Hollywood What you know What you know What you know Living like you’re in Hollywood Same trouble, four in weak Only you make me real think I don’t care for your exes Since I’ve became you’re the best I used to hate my past But now I know what I left The old kid, sad and fat Now I'm better, funny and mad What you know What you know What you know Living like you’re in Hollywood What you know What you know What you know Living like you’re in Hollywood Driving in your city Yeah I know I'm all about To hit the car Stop on bar In middle town Drinking in the street Maybe I hit my face on that Old little house that are stuck on the map Driving in your city Yeah I know I'm all about To hit the car Stop on bar In middle town Drinking in the street Maybe I hit my face on that Old little house that are stuck on the map Driving in your city Yeah I know I'm all about To hit the car Stop on bar In middle town Drinking in the street Maybe I hit my face on that Old little house that are stuck on the map Boots on tight, Sun burnin’ down Shirt half open, I run this town Riding proud, feelin’ bold Then I threw up, warm and cold Washed him down, brushed that tail Cologne sprayin’, never fail Braided mane, diamond clip Cowboy glam, yeah, that’s my trip In my Country Arms, yeah I get sick But clean it up fast, make it look slick In my Country Arms, dirt to gold I throw up cute, or so I'm told Face mask on, his hooves all bright Tail got curls, he’s feelin’ right Fed him fruit in the pale moonlight He neighed on beat, pure cowboy spite Washed him down, brushed that tail Cologne sprayin’, never fail Braided mane, diamond clip Cowboy glam, yeah, that’s my trip In my Country Arms, yeah I get sick But clean it up fast, make it look slick In my Country Arms, dirt to gold I throw up cute, or so I'm told