Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1980, artist - Merkules. Date of issue: 11.11.2020
Song language: English
1980 |
| Uh-huh |
| Somethin' classic, somethin' special |
| Eng |
| Take a look at the queen with a crown on |
| What a tight squeeze, could you please turn around, ma? |
| Pose for the pics, say «cheese» for the camera |
| I got what you need, take the keys to the Jaguar |
| Champagne in the tub, girl, I can’t get enough |
| I just wanna turn all that pain into love |
| I promise I would never drag your name through the mud |
| And I love it when you do that little thing with your tongue |
| She my wife, but she better yet, my homie |
| See the pink face on the Presidential Rollie |
| Best thing I ever did was when I let her get to know me |
| Said as long as you with me then you ain’t never gettin' lonely |
| PJs to Belize just for somethin' to do |
| I feel a different kind of high when I’m fuckin' with you |
| All these other girls trippin' and got somethin' to prove |
| Baby, you my ride or die, ain’t got nothin' to lose, yeah |
| Baby, you the baddest in the room |
| And you ain’t gotta try too hard |
| Baby, you the baddest in the room |
| And you ain’t gotta try too hard |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy |
| She got class like it’s 1980 |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy |
| She got class like it’s 1980 |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy |
| She got class like it’s 1980 |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy (Ayy, Merk) |
| She got class like it’s 1980 (Lemme spit some') |
| My significant other, she knew I wasn’t a sucka |
| She knew that I was the one and she knew that I kept a gun |
| It was game involved when my money was small |
| Didn’t take but a second to make it get tall |
| A lot of these suckas ain’t in reality |
| They think it’s 'bout money, but it’s really 'bout personality |
| Gotta do your job right, gotta lay pipe |
| Gotta get it crackin' in the middle of the night |
| Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, right? |
| Happy wife, happy life, aight? |
| Raised from the gravel, the concrete jungle, the surface |
| Where they boost and they rob and they dip and steal people purses |
| No justice, just casualty |
| Dirty police brutality |
| I’m for my people, a soldier, I’m for my culture |
| Tryna play my position now that I’m older (Biatch) |
| Baby, you the baddest in the room |
| And you ain’t gotta try too hard |
| Baby, you the baddest in the room |
| And you ain’t gotta try too hard |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy |
| She got class like it’s 1980 |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy |
| She got class like it’s 1980 |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy |
| She got class like it’s 1980 |
| Swear to God that you drive me crazy |
| She got class like it’s 1980 |