Lyrics Van Horn - Saint Motel, GOLDHOUSE

Van Horn

Thug life, baby
It chose me, I didn’t choose this city
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Walk right over
You’re a 10, I’m a four leaf clover
Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It’s kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
Oh why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it’s time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn
Hold it steady
Drill it in like you’re J. Paul Getty
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Smith and Wesson
Taking shots that’ll keep you guessing
Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It’s kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it’s time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn
Ooh, what you gonna do?
Van Horn
What you gonna do?
Well, tell me do you hate me
Or do you wanna date me?
It’s kinda hard to tell
'Cause your eyes are looking crazy
So why you coming over
Anything but sober?
Looking like it’s time tonight
For fight or flight in Van Horn
Ooh, what you gonna do?
Van Horn
What you gonna do?