Mike Posner - Attitudes (Blaze to This) lyrics
[Mike Posner - Attitudes Blaze to This lyrics]
Why do fine girls always have attitudes?
You say one thing wrong, they get mad at you
You try and loosen them up
With a glass or two why do fine girls always
Have attitudes, attitudes, yeah
My friends back home, always ask me:
"Mike, why you date no supermodels?"
Well, the truth is that they're
Too damn skinny and
Always order big ol' bottles, of Cristal
Fuck that
No necklaces, I got a one track mind
They can't figure out why somebody tell me
My friends back home always ask me:
"Mike, why you date no actresses?"
Well, I banged a few, but all they ever do is
Talk 'bout being actresses
And I don't care, about your job
Who your co-star is, go suck his cock
Cause it doesn't make a difference to me, no
I need a down chick
A long flight, she was in the middle
Met a model chick on the plane
She was thinkin' 'bout gettin' some sleep and
I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' some brain
I was starin' all at her ass when
I forgot to ask her name
That's a shame, I'm a dog, need to be tamed
Gimme a call
Said her favorite song last year was
"Blame It On that Alcohol"
At the bar, before the flight, gettin' shots
Feelin' right at the end of the day
She realize I'm a young
Nigga just livin' life
You get it right, I spend a stack or two
Her attitude determine latitude, like
(like, like, like)
You say one thing wrong, they get mad at you
You try and loosen them up
With a glass or two why do fine girls always
Have attitudes, attitudes, yeah
My friends back home, always ask me:
"Mike, why you date no supermodels?"
Well, the truth is that they're
Too damn skinny and
Always order big ol' bottles, of Cristal
Fuck that
No necklaces, I got a one track mind
They can't figure out why somebody tell me
My friends back home always ask me:
"Mike, why you date no actresses?"
Well, I banged a few, but all they ever do is
Talk 'bout being actresses
And I don't care, about your job
Who your co-star is, go suck his cock
Cause it doesn't make a difference to me, no
I need a down chick
A long flight, she was in the middle
Met a model chick on the plane
She was thinkin' 'bout gettin' some sleep and
I was thinkin' 'bout gettin' some brain
I was starin' all at her ass when
I forgot to ask her name
That's a shame, I'm a dog, need to be tamed
Gimme a call
Said her favorite song last year was
"Blame It On that Alcohol"
At the bar, before the flight, gettin' shots
Feelin' right at the end of the day
She realize I'm a young
Nigga just livin' life
You get it right, I spend a stack or two
Her attitude determine latitude, like
(like, like, like)