Flight School - Marilyn lyrics

rate me

Could I have this dance with you? … baby

Can you feel my heart beat with it?

My heart keeps racing, aha, oh,

You never listen, you don’t really listen

Marilyn, I’m gonna be your baby daddy

You don’t know but I’ll be your man

Can’t believe it’s happening

You don’t wanna move I gotta, I gotta, I gotta … in my hand

You don’t wanna move I gotta, I gotta, I gotta … in my hand

… on a curvy frame, glock in the drawer with the dirty change

Give it to me raw she the rock to my role

So we role play till we hear a birdie sing

Read sweet that, sell it to the world

I can drive you wild, let me be your chauffeur

Slide through the avenue, park on the block

Got tank on the compact, disk in the slot

I left… a half of the haze, fly like balloon

So far gone, adios world

Damn I’m impressed by your cardio girl

I don’t give a fuck, you don’t give a fuck

So we just fuck, we can do it in the truck

Act like you’re Marilyn…

Marilyn, I’m gonna be your baby daddy

You don’t know but I’ll be your man

Can’t believe it’s happening

You don’t wanna move I gotta, I gotta, I gotta … in my hand

You don’t wanna move I gotta, I gotta, I gotta … in my hand

… heart of the city, Hilton sweet where we party the biggy

Clean white girl on the bed it would seem

That you punks would have never know the girl that I mean

Ain’t it funny though, both like white girls

She a bisexual with a running nose

She ain’t coming home, it’s too late dad,

Can’t stop now, … break pads

… all up in the bizz can’t keep it to myself

Hotel looking like it’s world war 3

She’s on the floor and the girl’s on me.