Controller

Ooh

Please
Please don't take with you your bullshit
If you come to me don't ask for a big quizz
I don't give a fuck about bad bitchies
Wait
I'm not the man of the year
But you see me you say yeah
I'm chilling right there with a beer
She twerks on me on the chair
Ah ah ah
Ahright baby I like
Pick up liquor in the store for a vibe
My body and yours collide
As soon as we cut the light
Let's go we switch the mood
Like we fuck under the moon
Nobody sees how you groove on me
So you and I like a solo
Could go fast or go slow mo
Demonic love with a halo
Yeah ooh yeah wait
Your body is a dope, mmh
We get high like a dove, mmh
The C9 is close, mmh
What do you want ?
Listen for the night
101 Farenheit all along the night
Yeah wait
Ma-ma-ma-mia

Ma-ma-ma-mia
I let you be the controller
Up, down, rollercoaster
I'm feeling like a boaster
Ma-ma-ma-mia
I let you be the controller
Up, down, rollercoaster
I'm feeling like a rockstar

'Ua pūai te māhina
J'ai un truc qui m'emmène ailleurs
She feels she like a vampire
Tonight we're gonna die
Yeah
I put a flight mode on the cellphone
Ain't no code in my little home
Vahine, step inside
I take a pill and swallow it
I feel your body warm on me
When you're ready, allow me
That's why we go slow motion
Let go all your emotions
That is not a devotion
No at all
It's pretty experimental
For this we got the mental
We're not suppose to die
We're just suppose to ride
'A 'a'e i tā'u vespa
No, we couldn't fall apart
Let me know where to park
Let me know where to start
I don't need your fucking fake love
I can't hold it, I get rid off
Ain't no need another drug
No, I can't your mind
But I can see your vibe
You're flowing all night
You make it look ahright
You're my

Ma-ma-ma-mia
I let you be the controller
Up, down, rollercoaster
I'm feeling like a boaster
Ma-ma-ma-mia
I let you be the controller
Up, down, rollercoaster
I'm feeling like a rockstar

Ma-ma-mia
J'ai un truc qui m'emmène ailleurs, ailleurs, ailleurs
Donc, j'ai un truc qui peut t'emmener ailleurs, ailleurs