Blue Jeans [Smims & Belle Remix] lyrics

Blue jeans, white shirt

Walked into the room, you know you made my eyes burn

It was like James Dean for sure

You so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer

You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop

But you fit me better than my favourite sweater and I know

Gangster, I know

Gangster, I know

Gangster,

Gangster, gangster

Gangster, gangster, gangster, gangster

Gangster, gangster, gangster, gangster

Gangster,

Let's go

Tell me what that boy's due

I'm a bad girl, if you wanted that one too

My american dream in jeans or blue

Keep it cool, like crushed ice cubes or ...

For loneliness in the foreign coupe

In the blue range across my view

Let the crush ... hang too

Ain't nothing said about his moves

And will talk.. sometimes too

Let you follow my light time, sunshine through

... in bow ties

Whips and handcuffs, tied them above

Like living, like ...

Both wanna die, nope, live in the danger

Body to the spot, put it down like an anchor

Hardcore bottle check the mortar, it was amber

Catching like fever, hot Jamaica

Real move, boy, no problem in ...

Money ... about getting this paper

True feat truly lied down with his flamer

Really like this flavor

Wanna slow dance with the devil

The look of an angel

Took a small chance with the rebel

Now my pleasure's amazing

Now we shooting the lasers

... the haters

Gangsters not red, I make them

Gangsters not dead, I raise them

Gangster

Gangsters not dead

Gangsters not red, I make them

Gangsters not dead, I raise them

Say you'll remember

Say you'll remember

Gangsters

Gangsters

Gangsters

Say you'll remember