Kat Dahlia - Clocks lyrics

rate me

Black night, cocaine

Free up, make rain, oh

We so about it

Sun down, gold chain

My cup, my Jane, oh

We so about it

We live up in the jungle,

We’re cocky, but humble

You don’t wanna rumble,

Speak up, bitch! Don’t mumble!

You want it you got it,

Too fly for the party

Bitch, I’ll be your preacher,

I get this shit starteD

Chorus:

When the clock strikes twelve

I’mma set it off just like I wanna

Oh baby, when the clock strikes twelve

We gonna turn it up

Don’t tell your mama!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

White noise, propane

Black doors, no name ohhh

We so about it!

Red lips no taste,

Red eyes no hey, oh

We so about it!

I don’t got pajamas,

I do want I wanna!

I don’t give a fuck bitch,

I’ll sleep in the corner

I live in these streets,

I don’t care if they’re haunted

It’s hot on my block

If you slip you’re a goner

Chorus:

When the clock strikes twelve

I’mma set it off just like I wanna

Oh baby, when the clock strikes twelve

We gonna turn it up

Don’t tell your mama!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Cause when the clock strikes twelve

All the freaks come out and play, heyyy!

And when the clock strikes twelve

We gonna ride it like a train hey, hey, hey

Oh, you wanna ride with me hey, hey

Come baby ride my train

You wanna ride with me hey, hey, hey

Chorus:

Cause when the clock strikes twelve

I’mma set it off just like I wanna

Oh baby, when the clock strikes twelve

Yeah, we gonna turn it up

Don’t tell your mama!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

We so about it!