Clocks
Clocks （钟）（）-Kat Dahlia
Black night coc*ine
Free up make rain oh
We so about it sun down gold chain
My cup my jane oh
We so about it
We live in the jungle we cocky but humble
You don't wanna rumble speak up b**ch don't mumble
You want it you got it too fly for the party
B**ch i'll be your preacher i get this sh*t started
When the clock strikes 12
Imma set it off just like i wanna
Baby when the clock strikes 12
We gone turn it up don't tell your mama
Yeahehehehehe
White noise propane
Black doors no name oh
We so about it
Red lips no taste red eyes no hay oh
We so about it
I don't got pajamas i do want i wanna
I don't give a f**k b**ch i'll sleep in the corner
I live in these streets i don't care if they're haunted
It's hot on my block if you slip you're a goner
When the clock strikes 12
Imma set it off just like i wanna
Baby when the clock strikes 12
We gone turn it up don't tell your mama
Yeahehehehehe
Yeahehehehehe
Cuz when the clock strikes 12all the freaks come out and play hey
And when the clock strikes 12we gone ride it like a train hey
Don't you wanna ride with me eh eh come baby come ride my train
You wanna ride with me eh eh eh eh
When the clock strikes 12
Imma set it off just like i wanna
Baby when the clock strikes 12
We gone turn it up don't tell your mama
Yeahehehehehe
Yeahehehehehe
We so about it
We we so about it