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Howdy Video (MV)




Performed By: Soundaze
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Dayton Sinkia, James Paxton, Jared McGill




Soundaze - Howdy Lyrics
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Howdy do howdy do how are you?
You're really really cute and you just get me in the mood
And I go super duper stupor heavy breathing my medulla is
Excited by some kama sutra'd really suit ya you and me yes
Cooler than a never used bazooka
You and me let's chill like a Buddha
Naked like a nudist
I've prayed for us to do this
You suit me and you knew this
Yeah smile but you're ruthless
Let me change your mind and put my two lips to your tulip
Oooh it's
Return of the bad boy
Be gone with the sad boy
Mixed emotions holdin' stronger than an alloy
Hola hope I don't end up a story in your tabloid
Don't be mad I'm tryna do the
Best that I can and for you I'd put the rest up in the trash
Wipe my hands cause it's like that
Hopin' you can like back
Kick it with me if you can
Come around baby you can hit the
Celly that I left up on the tab
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
Well hello hey hi how ya do-rin?
I caught you staring at me and I swear I heard you purrin'
So bartender can you get to pourin'?
'Cause all signs are pointed to us hangin' till the morning
But let me introduce you to my blunt side
That nigga super savage gotta have it when I stunt side
You wanna see me put a ring on it like Sméagol?
You think that I should learn to seal the deal like it's pre-law?
Yeah, that's gonna be a no for me dawg
I wanna see you f*cking sit on it like seesaws
And best believe that when I hit it I'mma be raw
And then I'm leaving solo like I'm f*cking shredding on a guitar
Look
I don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows
Y'all don't need a critic just to tell that I got sick flows
You know that I'm callin' Phillip so we got those sick clothes
And I keep it building till the whole f*cking clique grows
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
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Howdy do howdy do how are you?
You're really really cute and you just get me in the mood
And I go super duper stupor heavy breathing my medulla is
Excited by some kama sutra'd really suit ya you and me yes
Cooler than a never used bazooka
You and me let's chill like a Buddha
Naked like a nudist
I've prayed for us to do this
You suit me and you knew this
Yeah smile but you're ruthless
Let me change your mind and put my two lips to your tulip
Oooh it's
Return of the bad boy
Be gone with the sad boy
Mixed emotions holdin' stronger than an alloy
Hola hope I don't end up a story in your tabloid
Don't be mad I'm tryna do the
Best that I can and for you I'd put the rest up in the trash
Wipe my hands cause it's like that
Hopin' you can like back
Kick it with me if you can
Come around baby you can hit the
Celly that I left up on the tab
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
Well hello hey hi how ya do-rin?
I caught you staring at me and I swear I heard you purrin'
So bartender can you get to pourin'?
'Cause all signs are pointed to us hangin' till the morning
But let me introduce you to my blunt side
That nigga super savage gotta have it when I stunt side
You wanna see me put a ring on it like Sméagol?
You think that I should learn to seal the deal like it's pre-law?
Yeah, that's gonna be a no for me dawg
I wanna see you f*cking sit on it like seesaws
And best believe that when I hit it I'mma be raw
And then I'm leaving solo like I'm f*cking shredding on a guitar
Look
I don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows
Y'all don't need a critic just to tell that I got sick flows
You know that I'm callin' Phillip so we got those sick clothes
And I keep it building till the whole f*cking clique grows
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
I have no idea
I don't have a f*cking clue
Can't see how you don't know who
Can't see how you don't know
You can't see what I'm talking about
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Writer: Dayton Sinkia, James Paxton, Jared McGill
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