When you drop out off your class, it was your only lesson I went over to your house to have a cheeky session Wake up headache fall sour, that I can’t remember You said what’s the I don’t know and for that I liked you better
That shit is a party killer, I won’t touch it, I want a mirror But that shit is a party killer, I won’t touch it, I want a mirror
O, sorry, I’m in a hurry, I’ll flip out up back there But I’m spinning and I’m a little scared But I’ll try better to handle myself Keep it together while film us
My last shit is a party killer, I won’t touch it, I want a mirror But that shit is a party killer, I won’t touch it, I want a mirror