7-Б - Битва хоров | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• 7-Б
• Битва хоров

Hey, mister policeman, I don't want no trouble
I just wanna drop my jiggelin, down to the floor
Hey, mister policeman,
Why you wanna holla at me?
I just wanna drop my jiggelin, down to the floor(2 р)
_роботы_
Get jazzy on me

[Verse 1: Jason DeRulo]
I'm that flight that you get on, international
First class seat on my lap girl, riding comfortable
Cause I know what the girl them need, New York to Haiti
I got lipstick stamps on my passport, make it hard to leave

[Hook]
Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
Will you talk dirty to me?
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
_мамба_

You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on
If you ever feel like letting go
I won't let you fall
You're never gonna be alone
I'll hold you 'till the hurt is gone
_тро-лоло)))

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
(Nu-uh-uh-uh)*2

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, I'mma fight
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop, no
(Nu-uh-uh)*2