paroles de chanson Riptide - Emblem3
Pull
me
in
just
like
a
rip
tide,
yeah
Oh
go
ahead
and
drown
me
with
your
sweet
soul
My
heart
is
like
a
split
divide
Half
of
it
beats
for
me
when
the
other
half
beats
for
you
See
it
was
me
and
Jose
Cuerve
with
JT
at
a
party
Sippin'
Bacardi
we've
been
dreaming
a
lot
of
pina
coladas
So
pour
me
a
shot
of
tequila
or
vodka
Droppin'
sake
poems
like
a
kamikazi
Champagne
champion
no
dripping,
we're
sipping
Forget
your
sorry
Fill
me
up
the
margarita
Grindin'
with
the
senorita
OJ
Grey
Goose
screw
drivin'
screws
loose
Wanna
grow
love?
Plant
two
lips
on
two
lips
Come
on
baby
Give
me
mucho
Besos
and
smooches
Teeny
bopping
oh
Booty
popping
oh
Pink
panty
dropping
oh
Mimosas
and
daiquiris
with
cherries
on
top
of
'em
Rockin'
with
the
best
from
the
east
to
the
wild
wild
west
coast
Let's
go
Pull
me
in
just
like
a
rip
tide,
yeah.
Go
ahead
and
drown
me
with
your
sweet
soul
My
heart
is
like
a
split
divide
baby
Half
of
it
beats
for
me
when
the
other
half
beats
for
you
So
when
life
hands
you
lemons
take
the
lemons
and
bail
We
put
em
in
the
necks
of
our
na's
and
sail
Like
rickety-rocka-di
Tickety-tocka-di
The
Red
Bull
and
Vodka's
got
the
party
rocking
We're
grooving
to
the
music
and
you're
moving
and
you're
losing
You're
infused
up
in
the
tunes
and
now
the
energy
is
cruising
She's
so
sweet,
yeah
My
baby
like
a
mango
Rose
in
my
mouth
well
it
takes
two
to
tango
Grind
on
yeah
'Cause
this
pretty
little
mama
tryna
dance
with
me
Eh,
eh,
ehhh
Grind
on
yeah
'Cause
this
pretty
little
mama
tryna
dance
with
me
Eh,
eh,
ehhh
Grind
on
yeah
'Cause
this
pretty
little
mama
tryna
get
some,
get
some,
Low
key,
low
key
Gotta
get
my
grind
on.
Pull
me
in
just
like
a
rip
tide,
yeah.
Go
ahead
and
drown
me
with
your
sweet
soul
My
heart
is
like
a
split
divide
Yeah,
half
of
it
beats
for
me
when
the
other
half
beats
for
you
Whoa,
whoa,
whoa,
whoa
(Gonna
dance
the
night
away)
Whoa,
whoa,
whoa,
whoa
(Gonna
dance
the
night
away)
Whoa,
whoa,
whoa,
whoa
(Eh,
eh,
eh,
gonna
dance
the
night
away,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
Whoa,
whoa,
whoa,
whoa
I'm
on
that
couch
in
the
back
Puffin
on
a
djarum
blacks
Got
a
ukulele
and
a
pretty
lady
on
my
lap
Kiss
kiss,
cheek
cheek
Wanna
plant
one
in
between
She's
my
beauty
queen
Pretty
eyes
chrome
green
Yeah
a
black
dress
looking
sleaze
Victoria's
Secret
love
spell
so
enchanting
Romance
me,
slow
dance
me,
fancy
When
you
get
a
chance
can
you
advance
to
the
next
beat
Grind
on
yeah
'Cause
this
pretty
little
mama
tryna
dance
with
me
Eh,
eh,
ehhh
Grind
on
yeah
'Cause
this
pretty
little
mama
tryna
dance
with
me
Eh,
eh,
ehhh
Grind
on
yeah
'Cause
this
pretty
little
mama
tryna
get
some,
get
some,
Low
key,
low
key
Gotta
get
my
grind
on
Pull
me
in
just
like
a
rip
tide,
yeah.
Go
ahead
and
drown
me
with
your
sweet
soul
My
heart
is
like
a
split
divide
Yeah,
half
of
it
beats
for
me
when
the
other
half
beats
for
you
Whoa,
whoa,
whoa,
whoa
![Emblem3 - Songs from the Couch, Vol. 1](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/2/g/c/z/dnod2xzcg2.jpg)
1 Reason
2 Curious
3 Sunset Boulevard
4 Indigo
5 Tequila Sunrise
6 True Friends
7 Say What You Mean
8 Riptide
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