[Songtext zu „TOKYO“]
[Intro: Data Luv]
Data Luv
Stay High, ey
[Hook: Data Luv & Lil Keed]
Ihre Augen sagen, sie ist in love (Sie ist in love)
Ja, ihr No-Hugs-Hoodie ist cropped (Ey)
Sie hat Ass, ihre Lippen sind soft (Sind soft)
Pack deine Tasche, lass los
Ey, nach Tokio (Ja, ja; Tokio)
Ja, ich glaub', da ist alles, was du suchst
Ja, Babe, in Tokio (Tokio), oh-oh, oh-oh (Talk, talk, talk)
[Part 1: Lil Keed]
Lil' shawty know that I'm the one (Lil', lil' shawty)
Two tone look like cinnamon (Two tone, cinnamon)
I just been countin' money (Just been countin', countin')
I just wanna love the bands (Hah, hah, hah)
Tiffany coat look like I came from Tokyo
Security, get a phone, ain't tryna get exposed (Skrrt, gimme that)
Bitch, get your thong, don't leave it in my room (Uh-uh)
Yeah, I'm poppin' out, different color like on 'shroom (Yah-yah-yah)
Yeah, I told her "Back it up," her ass fat like a Bentley truck (Back it)
Yeah, I hit her, then I get her on, I don't get stuck (What, what?)
No 5-0, baby girl, you don't get cuffed
She gon' eat that pills, she gon' suck the dick up
'Til she get hiccup, after that black truck, take me to the slums (Slums)
Could've wore Margiela, but I wore the Air Force 1s (Margiela, Air Force 1s)
Gotta keep a gun, gotta keep a drum (Drum)
Niggas out here dumb
[Intro: Data Luv]
Data Luv
Stay High, ey
[Hook: Data Luv & Lil Keed]
Ihre Augen sagen, sie ist in love (Sie ist in love)
Ja, ihr No-Hugs-Hoodie ist cropped (Ey)
Sie hat Ass, ihre Lippen sind soft (Sind soft)
Pack deine Tasche, lass los
Ey, nach Tokio (Ja, ja; Tokio)
Ja, ich glaub', da ist alles, was du suchst
Ja, Babe, in Tokio (Tokio), oh-oh, oh-oh (Talk, talk, talk)
[Part 1: Lil Keed]
Lil' shawty know that I'm the one (Lil', lil' shawty)
Two tone look like cinnamon (Two tone, cinnamon)
I just been countin' money (Just been countin', countin')
I just wanna love the bands (Hah, hah, hah)
Tiffany coat look like I came from Tokyo
Security, get a phone, ain't tryna get exposed (Skrrt, gimme that)
Bitch, get your thong, don't leave it in my room (Uh-uh)
Yeah, I'm poppin' out, different color like on 'shroom (Yah-yah-yah)
Yeah, I told her "Back it up," her ass fat like a Bentley truck (Back it)
Yeah, I hit her, then I get her on, I don't get stuck (What, what?)
No 5-0, baby girl, you don't get cuffed
She gon' eat that pills, she gon' suck the dick up
'Til she get hiccup, after that black truck, take me to the slums (Slums)
Could've wore Margiela, but I wore the Air Force 1s (Margiela, Air Force 1s)
Gotta keep a gun, gotta keep a drum (Drum)
Niggas out here dumb
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