COUTURE歌词

作词 : Brennen Joy/Austin Brown/Emma Davidson Dillon
作曲 : Brennen Joy/Austin Brown/Emma Davidson Dillon
Clean
Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
Take me home, where no one can intervene
Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
Seams, yeah
Oh
Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
One of one, fitted to you like couture
Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
Yours, yeah

My man said he like the way my scent stick on him
He say he stay strapped but only me disarm him
Like the car we ****in' in, these feelings foreign
Party on your tongue, I know that shit taste good
We should talk about it, back then, I know I never would
We should smoke about it, these days, we all misunderstood
If you say you miss me, come and meet me on tour
If you say you miss me, only means you want more

Clean
Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
Take me home, where no one can intervene
Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
Seams, yeah
Oh
Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
One of one, fitted to you like couture
Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
Yours, yeah

No one can fit in them pants like I do, I do
I ain't been feeling them things since high school, high school
He stay way out West, still he come and slide
Reminiscing on the 405
No second guesses, get it off your chest
If I'm sleeping on you, that's where my head rest
Exes check up on you, guess who's playing chess?
You never board when it's both of us undressed

Clean
Padded down, Ferragamo on them jeans
Take me home, where no one can intervene
Buttons down, why you pulling at the seams?
Seams, yeah
Oh
Pull me back when I'm halfway out the door
One of one, fitted to you like couture
Show me off, baby, show me that I'm yours
Yours, yeah