48hrs

作词 : 张铎怀

作曲 : 和平和浪

Gonna have the sunrise

Gonna have the moonlight

Gonna swing to your side

All because of tonight

The feeling is all good

The feeling is alright

Wrap it up in clover

No way to dover

Oh, all the eyes on you

The shadows turn into blue

All love is in the room

Infatuations rule

Oh, all the eyes on you

All my full addiction

All my raw addiction

All my raw addiction

Two o’clocks in Benjamin in the mid of night

Rehearsing dress code in my kicks so tight

I’ll glue the star beam with Gatorade

It causes the sleepless cuz that shit cray

Skip the foreplay, role play, cold play

With the cocaine thru the money rain

No clocks leading up to the rounds of sins

Stand up, tape and swallow it in.

The dawg's loudly singing, the crowds loudly ****ing

The G is loudly breaking, the girls is loudly popping

My flow can eat you, move you and turn you on

Like selling the White T in the China town

The sunrise whirling in the corner of the street

The moonlight twirling in the glitter cover me

The sprung hits the boy with no cheddar cheese

The jigsaw, continue on the devil seeds

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Now that the breeze is coming

Melting melody and breathing

Run in the open door

Run in the open door

Now that the breeze is coming

Should see the dreams are in the paint

Witches in the bushes put all wishes singularity

Now that the breeze is coming

Melting melody and breathing

Run in the open door

Run in the open door

Now that the breeze is coming

Should see the dreams are in the paint

Witches in the bushes put all wishes singularity

Two o’clocks in Benjamin in the mid of night

Rehearsing dress code in my kicks so tight

I’ll glue the star beam with Gatorade

It causes the sleepless cuz that shit cray

Skip the foreplay, role play, cold play

With the cocaine thru the money rain

No clocks leading up to the rounds of sins

Stand up, tape and swallow it in.

The dawg's loudly singing, the crowds loudly ****ing

The G is loudly breaking, the girls is loudly popping

My flow can eat you, move you and turn you on

Like selling the White T in the China town

The sunrise whirling in the corner of the street

The moonlight twirling in the glitter cover me

The sprung hits the boy with no cheddar cheese

The jigsaw, continue on the devil seeds

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine

Gonna have the suns*ine