♡You taste like the fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my
I love you but, I don't know why...♡
You can be the boss, daddy.
You can be the boss.
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don't let it stop...
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss.
♡∆♡
He had a cigarette with his number on it
He gave it over to me, "Do you want it?"
I knew it was wrong but, I palmed it.
I saved it, I waited, I called it.
The liquor on your lips, the liquor on your lips.
The liquor on your lips makes you dangerous.
I knew it was wrong, I'm beyond it.
I tried to be strong but I lost it...
You taste like the fourth of July
Malt liquor on your breath, my, my...
You can be the boss, daddy
You can be the boss
Taste like a keg party, back on the sauce
I like you a lot, I like you a lot
Don't let it stop...
*TAMAMLANMIŞTIR*
*BURADA GEÇEN HEPSİ KENDİ HAYALİMİN ÜRÜNÜDÜR BAŞKA KİTAPTAN ÇALINTI DEĞİLDİR! VE LÜTFEN YORUMLARDA BAŞKA KİTAPLARDAN BAHS ETMEYİN BU İSİM ŞU KİTAPTA FALAN VARDI SÖYLEMEYİN VE CAN SIKINTISINDAN YAZILMIŞ BİR HİKAYEDİR İYİ OKUMALAR*
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