Lyrics
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybodys looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybodys looking for something
Hold your head up, keep your head up, movin on
Hold your head up, movin on, keep your head up, movin on
Hold your head up, movin on, keep your head up, movin on
Hold your head up, movin on, keep your head up
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybodys looking for something
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybodys looking for something
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybodys looking for something
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybodys looking for something
Animated by Anthony Blue Jr.
Viral Dance created by Ryan Daniel Jr.
[Lyrics]
Purple tree, plus I got this brown in me
Curly yellow dancing on me
Said she smell the green on me
And she straight from California
Freaky as she wanna be
Told me she like boys and girls
Oh well, thats okay with me
Then she said
«My old boo left me blue I really loved her»
«So cold and so cruel, so many colors»
Play hoes like Pro Tools, cant never trust em
Trust em, trust em, trust em, nah
Fuck em, fuck em fuck em all
When I think about it, I just want a coupe
With a lil boo with the same coupe as me, different color
I been gettin out here
But really the more known I get
I just been peepin these niggas colors
Since I left the Lou
Life aint no black and white, beautiful
Peepin the different colors
I can never choose
I like my boobies in bunches
My babies all different colors
So what do you say? (Ay)
Why dont we dip to the crib or some shit?
My gang got it crackin like lips in the wind
I been burnin my burdens and sipping on sins
Whole lot on my plate (heh)
Them yams goin down soon as I get a chance
Been busy, this music shit tying up my hands
But its on when I get home
Purple tree, plus I got this brown in me
Curly, yellow, dancing on me
Said she smell the green on me
And she straight from California
Freaky as she wanna be
Tell me she likes boys and girls
Oh well, thats okay with me
Then she said
«My old boo left me blue I really loved her» (she say)
«So cold and so cruel, so many colors» (she say)
Play hoes like Pro Tools, cant never trust em
Trust em, trust em, trust em, nah
Fuck em, fuck em fuck em all
℗ 2020 OVO, under exclusive license to Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc.
Released on: 2020-04-03
Producer: Oz
Studio Personnel, Recording Engineer, Assistant Mixer: Noel Cadastre
Studio Personnel, Mixer: Noah «40» Shebib
Studio Personnel, Mastering Engineer: Chris Athens
Composer Lyricist: Aubrey Graham
Composer Lyricist: O. Yildirim
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