Kishore Kumar Hits

Modenine - Club Story şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Modenine

albüm: Esoteric Mellow


That's right
It goes like this
Let's hit them with the hook first
No doubt
Another typical club story
You know how it goes
It goes
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over
Last night jonesing, two on the Breitling
Stepped in, decked in all black flexing
Straight to the VIP, mans on some next thing
Bare girl everywhere, hmm that's interesting
That's when I clocked her light blue contacts
I played it cool yeah but I was on that
First make contact then exchanged contacts
Cognac sipping sitting like I own a castle
Finished up, walked over and grabbed a bar stool
South London accent talking like she half rude
Are you dizzy blud? No but I'm a rascal (That's a joke innit) haha
She hot that bright glow
High current, sooner or later she might blow
My names ninth mode, you can call me maestro
She did the eye roll and called me a joker
But man didn't fret cos she came and she slept over
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over
In the morning, head banging hungover
Looking down at the sket that man brought over
Still sleeping so I tapped her lightly on the shoulder
Chop chop, time to hit the road the funs over
She staggered out of bed passed nine not sober
Slipped her clothes on, went to the bathroom to wash her face
Gave her some coffee and called a cab to take her to her place
She gave me a hug and told me that her name was Grace
Hand on her waist massaging the flat of her tummy
Then she was on me, saying nothing
We was tongue tied (kissing y'all)
Sparking off a forty minute fun ride
After that she say she love me, dumb lie
Her phone rings picks it up and rolls over to one side
Whispering looking at me with guilt in her young eyes
Asked her who was that she's shrugged and said some guy
Huh I knew that this club loving was unwise
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh this is a typical club story
Uh uh a typical club story
Bangovers and hangovers and then the funs over

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