「Lyrics」
Eva - Feed
「Lyrics」
Eva - Feed
Let go! I can't avoid perfect gaze (real deal)
All these women come a dime a dozen (Drip spill)
Cool me off, I'm hotter than an oven (Chill, chill)
We just touchin', I don't do no cuffin' (Hey)
[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, keep it on me, do no talkin', nah
No love, endless labor, I'm a target now
She not ready to go home
'Cause I'm gonna put it down and she know
[Pre-Chorus]
Baby, I can put you on
Are you down?
Girl, you ain't gotta say much
And we can have a good time
Drink some, fill it up
Think I wanna feel love
[Chorus]
I'm alive in my bag, like wow
I'm alive in the club, oh, well
I'm a little different, what you gonna do?
I'm a bad kinda player
Thousand dollar shoes
Thousand dollar shoes
'Cause I'm bad, can't catch up
Thousand dollar shoes
'Cause I'm bad, so special
[Verse 2]
Look, I'm a bad kinda player
I can't hide my hot gaze (I know you love it, yeah)
All these women come a dime a dozen (Oh, they come a dime a dozen)
Yeah, I don't talk, I need mine, off the top, on go
Yeah, Milly Rock on your block, make it pop, let's go
[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, keep it on me, do no talkin', nah
No love, endless labor, I'm a target now
She not ready to go home
'Cause I'm gonna put it down and she know
[Pre-Chorus]
Baby, I can put you on
Are you down?
Girl, you ain't gotta say much
And we can have a good time
Drink some, fill it up
Think I wanna feel love
Bad kinda player
[Chorus]
I'm alive in my bag, like wow
I'm alive in the club, oh, well
I'm a little different, what you gonna do?
I'm a bad kinda player
Thousand dollar shoes
Thousand dollar shoes
'Cause I'm bad, can't catch up
Thousand dollar shoes
'Cause I'm bad, so special
[Bridge]
Ooh, I can't believe it
'Cause every time you come'round me, girl
You pull me in closer
Girl, you make me feel in love
First, I was blind to it, now I can see
I believe you mean more to me
I'll be down for love
Tell me that you're not giving up
[Verse 3]
Down (Yeah), down
You got that kinda love, hot like summertime, yeah
Loving your vibe deep inside (Look)
She know I'm a real good lover
Ex-man, he a sad, hurt loser (Look)
Came'round with a bag full of hundreds
I'm a bad kinda player, never blow my cover (Woah)
Bad kinda player
[Chorus]
I'm alive in my bag, like wow
I'm alive in the club, oh, well
I'm a little different, what you gonna do?
I'm a bad kinda player
Thousand dollar shoes
Thousand dollar shoes
'Cause I'm bad
Thousand dollar shoes
'Cause I'm bad so special
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