Letra de White Teeth
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White teeth, baby, they are perfect
Weed soul, baby, heroine heart (in love with some heroine heart)
So bad but baby, you worth it
Weed soul, baby, heroine heart (in love with some heroine heart)
So bad but baby, you worth it
Need me? This is just the start
Red lips, baby, don't care if you ain't flawless
We rule this
You're playin' with my patience
You want a taste of my affection
We love love and we love lust
Pouring some Rosé in my cup
Black jeans, baby, they're so dirty
Drug love, baby, morphine star (I'm in love with a morphine star)
Feels so good, keep me company
Want me? Come and love me hard
Red dress, honey, love it 'cause you're so damn free
You rule this
Walking on a white sand beach
I'm kissing a white teeth mouth
I know you don't care if I ain't rich
I'm losing you 'cause you wanna get back in the past
Get back in the crowd at Woodstock
Ah, ah, ah
At Woodstock
But we still got Coachella
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
You're playin' with my patience
You want a taste of my affection
We love love and we love lust
Pouring some Rosé in my cup
California life, it's a curse
But this is why I love you, girl
You're so real even though you seem sureal
You make me trip, make me pop pills
Caught in this chase of the thrill
Got caught in the thrill of it
Rolling through the hot summer
Flowery crown on your hair, cliché
Rolling through the hot summer
You're my bird and I got you in my aviary, baby
Walking on a white sand beach
I'm kissing a white teeth mouth
I know you don't care if I ain't rich
I'm losing you 'cause you wanna get back in the past
Get back in the crowd at Woodstock
Ah, ah, ah
At Woodstock
But we still got Coachella
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Red lips, baby, don't care if you ain't flawless
We rule this
You're playin' with my patience
You want a taste of my affection
We love love and we love lust
Pouring some Rosé in my cup
Black jeans, baby, they're so dirty
Drug love, baby, morphine star (I'm in love with a morphine star)
Feels so good, keep me company
Want me? Come and love me hard
Red dress, honey, love it 'cause you're so damn free
You rule this
Walking on a white sand beach
I'm kissing a white teeth mouth
I know you don't care if I ain't rich
I'm losing you 'cause you wanna get back in the past
Get back in the crowd at Woodstock
Ah, ah, ah
At Woodstock
But we still got Coachella
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
You're playin' with my patience
You want a taste of my affection
We love love and we love lust
Pouring some Rosé in my cup
California life, it's a curse
But this is why I love you, girl
You're so real even though you seem sureal
You make me trip, make me pop pills
Caught in this chase of the thrill
Got caught in the thrill of it
Rolling through the hot summer
Flowery crown on your hair, cliché
Rolling through the hot summer
You're my bird and I got you in my aviary, baby
Walking on a white sand beach
I'm kissing a white teeth mouth
I know you don't care if I ain't rich
I'm losing you 'cause you wanna get back in the past
Get back in the crowd at Woodstock
Ah, ah, ah
At Woodstock
But we still got Coachella
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
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