Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Never Been to France, artist - Ecid. Album song Pheromone Heavy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fill In the Breaks
Song language: English
Never Been to France |
Never been to Amsterdam |
Never been to France |
But I’ve been to Denny’s |
With a hand down your pants |
Never been to New York |
Never been to New Jersey |
But I’ve been pulled over |
Hand up your skirt riding dirty (x2) |
When I was still sagging pants Before fat kids wore skinny jeans |
She taught me how to use my middle finger with anonymity and nicotine |
Drinking Hennessy and Alize pretending her living room was a limousine |
Got so stoned we’d call the cops on ourselves and elope through the chiminea |
Tattooing each other with our bodily fluid until our bodies stuck together |
Smoking blunts in the rain with no regard for the weather |
She would stash whatever I needed to stash, no questioned asked |
Never even pinched a sack and all she wanted was a slap on the ass |
We never talked about the future cuz we didn’t believe it even existed |
Got addicted to living like dying young was better living |
Co dependent With an open ended finish |
With no bigger picture vision We turned young love vintage |
Cross my heart and hope to dye my hair the color of this city |
Promise if I leave I’m not gonna leave without YOU with me |
Cross my heart and hope to dye my hair the color of this city |
Promise if I leave I’m not gonna leave without YOU with me |
Never been to Pakistan |
Never been to Idaho |
But I’ve been to boca chica |
With your booty on my throat |
Never been to New England |
Never been to New Brunswick |
But I’ve been pulled over |
Hand up your skirt exposed in public (x2) |
When I was still reading Victoria’s secrets before I became an exhibitionist |
She taught me how to wear my skin and flirted with all our little differences |
We started a revolution in the nude on a sprinkler system pilgrimage |
Dancing to the rhythm of bitches barking like we stole bones and left witnesses |
We spent a summer on a mattress in an empty uptown apartment |
Evicted and kicked to the curb in the fall right back to where we started |
Looping the best parts of our private parts through the reflections in our |
pupils |
Thinking there was no way we could ever be lost we invented Google |
She sucked my dick like I had the dick of a millionaire in training |
I treated her like a prick with a little prick like we weren’t amazing |
It was the shit til she burned my shit and locked me down in the basement |
And that was it ran away and split to this day she’s still my favorite |
Cross my heart and hope to dye my hair the color of this city |
Promise if I leave I’m not gonna leave without YOU with me |
I’m not gonna leave without you with me! |
I’m not gonna leave without you with me! |
Cross my heart and hope to dye my hair the color of this city |
Promise if I leave I’m not gonna leave without YOU with me |