Jessie - Joshua Kadison

East coast I've been a baddie from the east coast Down south blood, give 'em heat stroke And I don't really like to make amigos, but Chicos Got the cheat code Baby tell me where'd you get the cheat code 'Cause I don't really like a lot of people But I fucking love it when you're real close, when you're real close Yo te vi viendo mi culito (ay) Cuidadito papi cuidadito (ay) Te enamoro con solo un besito, besito, ay Yo te vi viendo mi culito (to te vi) Cuidadito papi cuidadito (cuidadito) Te enamoro con solo un besito, besito, ay 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine Tito's We've been getting litty off of Tito's Done a couple shots, couple free throws Halftime 'bout to start the freak show, we don't need clothes Cheat code Baby, tell me where'd you get the cheat code And you're in for a night 'cause I do kegels And I heard you got nothing chiquitito, hay que rico, and I Yo te vi viendo mi culito (ay) Cuidadito papi cuidadito (ay) Te enamoro con solo un besito, besito, ay Yo te vi viendo mi culito (to te vi) Cuidadito papi cuidadito (cuidadito) Te enamoro con solo un besito, besito, ay 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine 'Bout to make you mine, 'bout to make you mine

Te conviene no decirme que me quieres Prefiero que te alejes, prefiero que me dejes sola Te conviene no andar firmando papeles Ni subir los decibeles, cuando estoy cerca de ti Yo no soy el tipo de mujer con quien tu mamá te quiere ver Me hacen falta tantas cosas y me fallan tantas otras Nunca te podría complacer Ellas son fieles. ellas son santas Ellas son buenas, perdonan calladas No hacen escenas, no piden nada Yo no te podría complacer No soy ese tipo de mujer No me conviene andar soñando ilusionada Si no sirvo estando atada Soy un águila volando sola Necesito desvestirme tu perfume Este aroma me consume No te quiero confundir Yo no soy el tipo de mujer con quien tu mamá te quiere ver Me hacen faltas tantas cosas y me fallan tantas otras Nunca te podría complacer Ellas son fieles, ellas son santas Ellas son buenas, perdonan calladas No hacen escenas, no piden nada Yo no te podría complacer No soy ese tipo de mujer Ellas son fieles, ellas son santas Ellas son buenas, perdonan calladas No hacen ni escenas, no piden nada nada Yo no te podría complacer No soy ese tipo de mujer No soy ese tipo de, de mujer

Light up, don't know how I did it right from the beginning, my head's kinda spinning Light up, I wont be forgiven, my life is forbidden, they say it's a miracle Sometimes I don't even know if I'm wrong or right I try to drown the sorrow that surfaces every night I'm moving at a speed that makes everybody look slow What happens if I let it go But There ain't no way you're pulling me down I recharge to speakers and sound It's okay, it isn't your fault Everything is alright Take me to the place I know Anywhere that feels like home Somewhere that if I let go Someone's gonna catch my soul Magnetic (I've never lived life, as steady as we go) Here we go! (The sky is the limit as long as it feels good) Magnetic (I've never lived life, as steady as we go) Here we go! (The sky is the limit as long as it feels good) Here we go! Show me love, Sometimes when you give you don't always get it That's all that you wanted Angels, Watch like television God over my mission, So I gotta finish up Sometimes I don't even know if I'm wrong or right I try to drown my sorrow that surfaces every night I'm moving at a speed that makes everybody looks slow What happens if I let it go But There ain't no way you're pulling me down I recharge to speakers and sound It's okay, it isn't your fault Everything is alright Take me to the place I know Anywhere that feels like home Somewhere that if I let go Someone's gonna catch my soul Magnetic (I've never lived life, as steady as we go) Here we go! (The sky is the limit as long as it feels good) Magnetic (I've never lived life, as steady as we go) Here we go! (The sky is the limit as long as it feels good) Here we go! Vampires, and beast. Lick tears from my cheeks I wont hide, behind tweets And smiles for life Take me to the place I know Anywhere that feels like home Somewhere that if I let go Someone's gonna catch my soul Magnetic (I've never lived life, as steady as we go) Here we go! (The sky is the limit as long as it feels good) Magnetic (I've never lived life, as steady as we go) Here we go! (The sky is the limit as long as it feels good) Here we go!

Fuck being friends (say it again, girl) Fuck being friends (we don't pretend) I got your heart in my hand and your dick in the other You ain't scared to fuck, but you scared of being lovers Why is that, huh? My pussy beat better then my heart do Boy, please, you ain't blind, you're a smart dude So why you pussy-footin' on this part two? Know, you didn't come here just to argue You still love me, oh, oh, oh Yeah, you stuck, why play dumb? You still love me, oh, oh, oh, yeah Why you worried if your friends blowing me up tryna fuck me? All up in my phone, all, all up in my head You stuck, why play dumb? You still love me, oh, oh, oh Fuck being friends (being friends) Fuck being friends (fuck being friends) Fuck being friends (being friends) Fuck being friends (fuck being friends) Why you in my bed? Prolly 'cause i'm still up in your head, oh I was doing better and you knew it so you called me Then you start to feel again But you're scared to fall Why is that? Huh? My pussy beat better then my heart do Boy, please, you ain't blind, you're a smart dude So why you pussy-footin' on this part two? Know, you didn't come here just to argue You still love me, oh, oh, oh Yeah, you stuck, why play dumb? You still love me, oh, oh, oh, yeah Why you worried if your friends blowing me up tryna fuck me? All up in my phone, all, all up in my head You stuck, why play dumb? You still love me, oh, oh, oh Fuck being friends (being friends) Fuck being friends (fuck being friends) Fuck being friends (being friends) Fuck being friends (fuck being friends) Fuck being friends (say it again, girl)

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour