Lyrics Van Horn - Saint Motel

The thug life baby
It chose me I didn't choose this city
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Walk right over
You're a ten
I'm a four-leafed clover
Well tell me do you me hate me
Or do you wanna date me
It's kinda hard to tell 'cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn
Well hold it steady
Drill it in like you're J. Paul Getty
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Smith and Wesson
Taking shots that'll
Keep you guessing
Well tell me do you me hate me
Or do you wanna date me
It's kinda hard to tell 'cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn
Ooh, what you gonna do
Oh, what you gonna do
Well tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me
It's kinda hard to tell 'cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober
Looking like it's time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn
Ooh, what you gonna do
Van Horn
What you gonna do