(You know what this is)
Baby doll, you're to die for
(Chain at the perfect height around the collar bone, fur coats)
Trust me, you're safe with me
(Pinky rings)
Am I with you?
So if it's drama
No problem
I keep a couple blades
Blood of a lovely shade
These days I'm mighty brave
Death'll do that, cut teeth in sheets of Tsushi
We both know that life been a movie
How fast can you slide along them marble floors?
How fast can you pick locks of cellar doors?
How fast can you break down a whole ounce?
How fast can you keep up wit all that bounce ?
The el Camino is parked
Upgrade to push to start
Seems simple enough
Digi dash and the speakers is tough
My guard down, are you riding or what?
Put the hand on the clutch
This soul mate shit waking me up
See these matching faux fur coats hide hearts of soldiers
The war's gotten colder
Hands on our shoulders
Like, we ain't pulling over
Got gold in our molars
Born to be royal
Born to be royal
Born to be wild
Born to build more now
Wanna make a child?
Wait, hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself!
(Wait a second)
Yeah
Born to be royal
Gold chains and flight changes
Used to have dreams of heroes with light sabers
Who knew that the days would fade to Darth Vader
Filling the pages up now with harsh vapors
And car chases
Are you down for sparks blazing?
The wheels turn, then feel the burn depart anxious
I'm looking for loyalty in a lover
Over just entertainment
Hit the hills with the high rollers
We addicted to thrills, hol' ups
And high stakes
Good for the sex life, the closer we are to death
Feel like when we feeling alive
Love stares gripping your thighs
Who knew the trouble would bring out the passion
In a fashion where the cash and colorful actions
Seem to add to the attraction
Huh, if doing or die we get it done
White dress draped over your gun
White lies under oath telling
Who you willing to take the fall for
The same one that'll spar for ya
The call from collect bars from ya's
The bell ringing alarm bust doors
Breaks chains and we gone, for real
Come on, you know I do it all for ya
Butterfly Haus shit
(Kim, what up?)
Glass Bullet general
Footsteps in Tsushima Video (MV)
Performed By: Butterfly Haus
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Kimberly Hill, Osaze Akerejah
Butterfly Haus - Footsteps in Tsushima Lyrics
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(You know what this is)
Baby doll, you're to die for
(Chain at the perfect height around the collar bone, fur coats)
Trust me, you're safe with me
(Pinky rings)
Am I with you?
So if it's drama
No problem
I keep a couple blades
Blood of a lovely shade
These days I'm mighty brave
Death'll do that, cut teeth in sheets of Tsushi
We both know that life been a movie
How fast can you slide along them marble floors?
How fast can you pick locks of cellar doors?
How fast can you break down a whole ounce?
How fast can you keep up wit all that bounce ?
The el Camino is parked
Upgrade to push to start
Seems simple enough
Digi dash and the speakers is tough
My guard down, are you riding or what?
Put the hand on the clutch
This soul mate shit waking me up
See these matching faux fur coats hide hearts of soldiers
The war's gotten colder
Hands on our shoulders
Like, we ain't pulling over
Got gold in our molars
Born to be royal
Born to be royal
Born to be wild
Born to build more now
Wanna make a child?
Wait, hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself!
(Wait a second)
Yeah
Born to be royal
Gold chains and flight changes
Used to have dreams of heroes with light sabers
Who knew that the days would fade to Darth Vader
Filling the pages up now with harsh vapors
And car chases
Are you down for sparks blazing?
The wheels turn, then feel the burn depart anxious
I'm looking for loyalty in a lover
Over just entertainment
Hit the hills with the high rollers
We addicted to thrills, hol' ups
And high stakes
Good for the sex life, the closer we are to death
Feel like when we feeling alive
Love stares gripping your thighs
Who knew the trouble would bring out the passion
In a fashion where the cash and colorful actions
Seem to add to the attraction
Huh, if doing or die we get it done
White dress draped over your gun
White lies under oath telling
Who you willing to take the fall for
The same one that'll spar for ya
The call from collect bars from ya's
The bell ringing alarm bust doors
Breaks chains and we gone, for real
Come on, you know I do it all for ya
Butterfly Haus shit
(Kim, what up?)
Glass Bullet general
Baby doll, you're to die for
(Chain at the perfect height around the collar bone, fur coats)
Trust me, you're safe with me
(Pinky rings)
Am I with you?
So if it's drama
No problem
I keep a couple blades
Blood of a lovely shade
These days I'm mighty brave
Death'll do that, cut teeth in sheets of Tsushi
We both know that life been a movie
How fast can you slide along them marble floors?
How fast can you pick locks of cellar doors?
How fast can you break down a whole ounce?
How fast can you keep up wit all that bounce ?
The el Camino is parked
Upgrade to push to start
Seems simple enough
Digi dash and the speakers is tough
My guard down, are you riding or what?
Put the hand on the clutch
This soul mate shit waking me up
See these matching faux fur coats hide hearts of soldiers
The war's gotten colder
Hands on our shoulders
Like, we ain't pulling over
Got gold in our molars
Born to be royal
Born to be royal
Born to be wild
Born to build more now
Wanna make a child?
Wait, hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself!
(Wait a second)
Yeah
Born to be royal
Gold chains and flight changes
Used to have dreams of heroes with light sabers
Who knew that the days would fade to Darth Vader
Filling the pages up now with harsh vapors
And car chases
Are you down for sparks blazing?
The wheels turn, then feel the burn depart anxious
I'm looking for loyalty in a lover
Over just entertainment
Hit the hills with the high rollers
We addicted to thrills, hol' ups
And high stakes
Good for the sex life, the closer we are to death
Feel like when we feeling alive
Love stares gripping your thighs
Who knew the trouble would bring out the passion
In a fashion where the cash and colorful actions
Seem to add to the attraction
Huh, if doing or die we get it done
White dress draped over your gun
White lies under oath telling
Who you willing to take the fall for
The same one that'll spar for ya
The call from collect bars from ya's
The bell ringing alarm bust doors
Breaks chains and we gone, for real
Come on, you know I do it all for ya
Butterfly Haus shit
(Kim, what up?)
Glass Bullet general
Writer: Kimberly Hill, Osaze Akerejah
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid