Oliver Cronin - TwoStep
[Intro]
Mmm, look at that
Flew across the world she ain't going back
Mmm, would you look at that
Something 'bout her smile gave a heart attack
Mmm, you look at that
[Hook]
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Let this be your anthem
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in platinum
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, shе wrapped in, she wrapped in rosе gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
[Verse 1]
She so bad know she feeling herself
She from outta town stay in five-star hotels
Get her own money no, she don't need no help
Brand new Birkin come straight off the shelf
Back to business
She a movie star take your pictures
We might fuck around and act suspicious
Let's make love again, over again like
She so bad and she know that shit wow
She throw it back and they watch from the crowd
Gets her own money no, don't need no
Gets her own money no, don't need no
Last night that shit was wild
[Hook]
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Let this be your anthem
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in platinum
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
[Verse 2]
Been tryna make a move with you all night
Put you on your back, legs high
I can taste heaven on your lips now
First glance had me tryna hit rewind
Been tryna make a move with you all night
Pretty brown hair with them blue eyes
I can't taste heaven on your lips, ooh
We run around till the sun rise
[Hook]
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Let this be your anthem
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in platinum, yeah
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
Mmm, look at that
Flew across the world she ain't going back
Mmm, would you look at that
Something 'bout her smile gave a heart attack
Mmm, you look at that
[Hook]
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Let this be your anthem
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in platinum
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, shе wrapped in, she wrapped in rosе gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
[Verse 1]
She so bad know she feeling herself
She from outta town stay in five-star hotels
Get her own money no, she don't need no help
Brand new Birkin come straight off the shelf
Back to business
She a movie star take your pictures
We might fuck around and act suspicious
Let's make love again, over again like
She so bad and she know that shit wow
She throw it back and they watch from the crowd
Gets her own money no, don't need no
Gets her own money no, don't need no
Last night that shit was wild
[Hook]
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Let this be your anthem
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in platinum
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
[Verse 2]
Been tryna make a move with you all night
Put you on your back, legs high
I can taste heaven on your lips now
First glance had me tryna hit rewind
Been tryna make a move with you all night
Pretty brown hair with them blue eyes
I can't taste heaven on your lips, ooh
We run around till the sun rise
[Hook]
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Let this be your anthem
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in platinum, yeah
Skin tight in them Apple Bottom jeans like
Na-na-na-na, I got it all wrong
She wrapped in, she wrapped in, she wrapped in rose gold
Her wrist covered hearts chrome
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
Na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na
Two step with her feet like
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