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