Текст песни Bad Day All Week - Sam Smith
Can
we
get
started?
I
just
wanna
Turn
you
out,
we
should
leave
this
party
Go
some
place
where
them
clothes
come
off
and
I
can
see
that
body
Shots
got
my
head
spinning
round
and
round,
round
and
round
How
many
drinks
will
it
take
me
to
get
you
alone
baby?
'Cause
a
girl
like
you
deserves
Affection
when
we're
sexing
It's
a
blessing
that
you
came
so
when
you
come
through
You
already
know
what's
on
my
mind
We
ain't
gotta
waste
no
time
Come
chill
with
a
nigga,
come
chill
with
a
nigga
I
know
we
both
gone
off
the
liquor
But
you
should
come
chill
with
a
nigga
Come
chill
baby,
chill
baby
Bumping,
grinding
all
on
the
floor,
know
a
nigga
like
that
babe
If
you
'bout
it,
come
and
ride
it
girl
Fuck
around
and
have
my
baby,
yeah
I
love
it
when
you
fight
back,
think
I
might
wife
that
Pussy
got
me
going
crazy
Bring
it
over
here,
need
you
now
Bring
it
over
here,
I
treat
you
right
You
know
that
you
want
to
baby,
tell
we
what
you
gon'
do
baby
I
got
something
that
you
need,
baby
please
let
me
give
it
to
ya
Ooh
baby
when
I'm
chilling
with
ya
Chilling
with
a
nigga
but
your
clothes
Over
there,
chilling
with
a
nigga,
got
your
booty
in
the
air
Chilling
with
me,
you
won't
wanna
leave
When
a
nigga
go
deep,
I'mma
make
you
sing
(Sing
to
me)
You
go,
all
them
lames
in
your
face
You
ain't
even
gotta
deal
with
them
niggas,
keep
it
real
with
a
nigga
So
what's
up?
The
last
thing
I
wanna
do
is
pressure
You,
there's
no
pressure,
just
Baby
we've
been
kicking
it
all
night
We've
been
vibing,
it
just
feels
right
So
if
you
ain't
got
noting
else
to
do,
or
if
you
cool
with
it
You
should
come
chill
with
a
nigga
Hop
up
in
the
car,
we
ain't
gotta
go
far
I
know
you
wanna
go,
girl
come
chill
And
I've
been
kissing
on
your
neck
Rubbing
on
your
thighs,
don't
it
feel
right?
(Chill
with
me,
chill
with
me)
And
now
I
got
you
thinking
what,
what
if
you
give
it
up
Would
he
tear
that
pussy
down,
bet
he
beat
that
pussy
up
Grabbing
all
that
booty,
still
it's
cute
he
thinking
but
Mind
like
probably
but
that
body
saying
yup
She
say
come
on,
so
we
gon',
we
gon'
play
the
crib
And
if
tomorrow
never
came
she
can
say
she
did
I
got
her
literally
feeling
a
nigga
So
glad
she
came
to
chill
with
a
nigga
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