Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sandwiches, artist - Jpaulished. Date of issue: 15.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sandwiches |
| Yeah, yeah |
| And it goes like this |
| And it goes like… |
| I don’t wanna make a song |
| Unless it got a quirk to it |
| Speakers bumping |
| On the dance floor |
| Girls twerk to it |
| Booty shaking like you gotta pay the rent |
| Work to it |
| And your body like cursive |
| Curves go through it |
| Going psychopathic |
| Michael Jackson moon walking |
| Feeling psychoactive |
| Whole body bending |
| Looking like you do gymnastics |
| Ain’t no plastic |
| On the back side |
| Ass thighs |
| Lookin like you capsized |
| And you got that good top |
| Wonder what the cap size? |
| Got me reminiscing |
| Everything was different last night |
| Something like a cat fight |
| Got nine lives |
| On your last life |
| Booty going up and down on me |
| Like the gas price |
| I wanna lay off in the beach |
| Up in the sand wicha |
| I wanna roll around town |
| Holding hands witcha |
| I wanna meet you in the middle |
| Like some sandwiches |
| I wanna be the mr |
| You could be the damn mrs |
| I wanna lay off in the beach |
| Up in the sand wicha |
| I wanna roll around town |
| Holding hands witcha |
| I wanna meet you in the middle |
| Like some sandwiches |
| I wanna be the mr |
| You could be the damn mrs |
| Head twisted |
| Tryna make my mind different |
| I’m staying indy |
| Like the day before July 5th is |
| There ain’t no genie in a bottle |
| Grantin my wishes |
| Full back on the throttle |
| Switchin sides with it |
| But you my baby |
| I would never leave |
| We like John and Yoko Ono |
| In the 70s |
| Cause we breakin out the bands |
| Throw it in the air |
| Rain on em |
| Staying grounded |
| But you flyer than a plane on em |
| Oxymoron |
| You thicker |
| Than the damn Quran |
| And you fire like Sauron |
| Get the wine pour on |
| Cause you know |
| We fucking drinking til we see the sun |
| It took too long |
| For me to find out you the one |
| I wanna lay off in the beach |
| Up in the sand wicha |
| I wanna roll around town |
| Holding hands witcha |
| I wanna meet you in the middle |
| Like some sandwiches |
| I wanna be the mr |
| You could be the damn mrs |
| I wanna lay off in the beach |
| Up in the sand wicha |
| I wanna roll around town |
| Holding hands witcha |
| I wanna meet you in the middle |
| Like some sandwiches |
| I wanna be the mr |
| You could be the damn mrs |
| I’d go to war for you |
| Helen of Troy shit |
| I would destroy shit |
| I would destroy ships |
| Luck of the Koi Fish |
| Or luck of the coin flip |
| All the other guys |
| On you like ointment |
| But you push em to the side |
| Cause you know that I ride for you |
| Cliche, but you know that’d i’d die for you |
| And everything you want |
| I’d get it |
| I would bring it to the light |
| Like i’m Thomas Edison |
| You heal the pain |
| You like modern medicine |
| You like a book |
| That I read again |
| Cause the rest of my life |
| I could rest in the night |
| Everyday with you right by my side |
| I wanna lay off in the beach |
| Up in the sand wicha |
| I wanna roll around town |
| Holding hands witcha |
| I wanna meet you in the middle |
| Like some sandwiches |
| I wanna be the mr |
| You could be the damn mrs |
| I wanna lay off in the beach |
| Up in the sand wicha |
| I wanna roll around town |
| Holding hands witcha |
| I wanna meet you in the middle |
| Like some sandwiches |
| I wanna be the mr |
| You could be the damn mrs |