N. Sakharov - Bad boy's ( cover ver ft M.I.A ) | Текст песни

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• Bad boy's ( cover ver ft M.I.A )

Live fast, die young
Bad girls do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad girls do it well

My chain hits my chest
When I'm bangin' on the dashboard
My chain hits my chest
When I'm bangin' on the radio

Get back, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
..hands up, hands tied
Don't go screaming if I blow you with a bang

Suki Zuki
I'm coming in the Cherokee
Gasoline
There's steam on the window screen

Take it, take it
Wheel's bouncing like a trampoline
When I get to where I'm going, gonna have you trembling

Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well

My chain hits my chest
When I'm banging on the dashboard
My chain hits my chest
When I'm banging on the radio

Yeah back it, back it
Yeah pull up to the bumper game
Yeah with a signal
Cover me, cause I'm changing lanes

Had a handle on it
My life, I broke it
When I get to where I'm going, gonna have you saying it

Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well

My chain hits my chest
When I'm banging on the dashboard
My chain hits my chest
When I'm banging on the radio

Get back, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, hands tied
Don't go screaming if I blow you with a bang

Going up to bitch
I'll see it for a million
Accelerating fast
I could do this in a second
Lookin' in the rear view
Swagger going swell
Leavin' boys behind
'Cause it's legal just to kill
Shift gear
Automatic
Damned if I do
Who is gonna stop me?
When I'm coming through
What we got left is just me and you
But if I go to bed, baby, can I take you?

Get back, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, hands tied
Don't go screaming if I blow you with a bang

Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well
Live fast, die young
Bad boy's do it well

My chain hits my chest
When I'm banging on the dashboard
My chain hits my chest
When I'm banging on the radio
Chain hits my chest
When I'm banging on the dashboard
My chain hits my chest
When I'm bangin'

Get back, get down
Pull me closer if you think you can hang
Hands up, hands tied
Don't go screaming if I blow you with a bang

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