Lyrics Bubble - Falc1

Met this pretty thing she ain't got no ring and I want her
Took her hand to dance I ain't got no moves I just watch her
My heart I feel it pump
Dance you hear the drums
Live we're having fun
Out till we see the sun
Trouble
I can tell that she's trouble
She Wine it back caught a bubble
Shots gets poured I need double
She make it hot like the summer
Red baby's your colour
They all can tell that I want her
Ah ah ah

When she at the club she party hard
with her friends damn they all getting faded
Her hips gon' grind while our hands
intertwine it's got my heart racing
She gon' make it drop drop drop drop drop oh yeah that's my baby
She gon' make it drop drop drop drop drop
Damn girl that's my favourite
When she at the club she party hard
with her friends damn they all getting faded

Baby how you move like that
Tell me how you groove like that
Slide into the dm's cause smooth like that
You told me you the baddest baby ou that's facts
You give me your number imma call right back
I know that your ex ain't make you feel special
Oh I know girl
But you see now your with me
Promise I'm gon' make you feel better
Oh oh oh
Let me take you on a trip out to my ends
Just you and I we don't need our friends
Whipping in style new black Benz
And when you twerk that back shits jiggling and
Baby you got it
Oh you might be the one

When she at the club she party hard
with her friends damn they all getting faded
Her hips gon' grind while our hands
intertwine it's got my heart racing
She gon' make it drop drop drop drop drop oh yeah that's my baby
She gon' make it drop drop drop drop drop
Damn girl that's my favourite

Drop it for me
Drop it for me bounce
Drop it for me
Drop it for me bounce
Drop it for me

If I buy a girl a drink you best believe I be catching a bubble