Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dem Beats, artist - Todrick Hall. Album song Forbidden, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 26.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Todrick Hall
Song language: English
Dem Beats |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t get they life like they used to |
They don’t get they life |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
They don’t snap that snap like they used to |
They don’t snap that snap |
They don’t click-click-clack like they used to |
They don’t click-click-clack |
They don’t arch that back like they used to |
They don’t arch that back |
They don’t bump that track like they used to |
They don’t bump that track like they used to |
Dance |
'Til the night dies, 'til the night dies |
Live |
To the sunrise, to the sunrise |
Work |
Get your whole life, get your whole life |
We gon' pose for that spotlight |
We gon' dance 'til the night dies |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t get they life like they used to |
They don’t get they life |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
We at the scene, check the posse |
Faces adjusted to capacity |
I don’t know them, but they know me |
Bitch if you gagging, then that’s my ID |
If we in the room, it’s a kiki |
Ballin', they brought in the bottles for free |
Taking the night, don’t want to leave |
Don’t kill my vibe, don’t touch my weave |
Don’t kill my vibe, don’t touch my weave |
Don’t kill my vibe, don’t touch my weave |
Don’t kill my vibe, don’t touch my weave |
Don’t kill my vibe, don’t touch my weave |
Weave, weave, weave, weave |
Weave, weave, weave, weave |
Weave, weave, weave, weave |
Weave, weave, weave, weave |
Weave, weave |
Don’t kill my vibe, don’t touch my weave |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t get they life like they used to |
They don’t get they life |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
We goin' in, no photo ops |
They takin' pictures like they with the paps |
Girls in their heels, boys in their crops |
Fake booties shaking even if they tops |
We hit the room, everything stops |
They spyin' me, eyein' me, like Fetty Wap |
I love when the bass and the cakes drop |
When you hit the floor the DJ play the bop |
Dance |
'Til the night dies, 'til the night dies |
Live |
To the sunrise, to the sunrise |
Work |
Get your whole life, get your whole life |
We gon' pose for that spotlight |
We gon' dance 'til the night dies |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t get they life like they used to |
They don’t get they life |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
They don’t snap that snap like they used to |
They don’t snap that snap |
They don’t click-click-clack like they used to |
They don’t click-click-clack |
They don’t arch that back like they used to |
They don’t arch that back |
They don’t bump that track like they used to |
They don’t bump that track like they used to |
Hey |
Calling all of my bad bitches |
My bad bitches, where ya’ll at? |
(Right here, right here, right here) |
Say hey |
If your booty real fat, bitches |
My bad bitches, where ya’ll at? |
(Right here, right here, right here) |
Tonight, we 'bout to bring out the freaks |
Glitter all over our feet |
We want the speakers to bleed |
Yea, yea, yea |
Tonight, we be who we wanna be |
Your body on my body |
DJ give me what I need |
Yea, yea, yea |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to |
They don’t make dem beats |
They don’t get they life like they used to |
They don’t get they life |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
They don’t take the night like they used to |
Ooh, Todrick child |
They don’t make dem beats like they used to girl |
Hahaha! |