歌词
Things ain’t the same
You’re on top of it all
And everytime I see your face
Your name
It’s written on every wall
Your ways your game got changed
And we ain’t friends no more
(I didn’t know)
The way you check yourself
Cause you got some bills to blow
Oh baby come on
You haven’t spent a dollar on a bottle in the VIP you don’t even own
Oh baby come on
But you show it to the bad boys
With the white lines but they’ll take you down low
Baby watch out while you take it to the bad boys
With the white lines cause they’ll drag you down low
Drag you down low
Drag you down low
Drag you down low
You’re high, the fame
The energy pumps through your veins
And everytime I see you dance
Champagne washes off those dirty stains
Your ways your game got changed
And we ain’t friends no more
(I didn’t know)
The way you check yourself
Cause you got some bills to blow
Oh baby come on
You haven’t spent a dollar on a bottle in the VIP you don’t even own
Oh baby come on
But you show it to the bad boys
With the white lines but they’ll take you down low
Baby watch out while you take it to the bad boys
With the white lines cause they’ll drag you down low
Drag you down low
Drag you down low
Drag you down low
There’s no stopping now
You shouted way too loud
It’s time to clean your crown
Sour rain brought it down
Baby watch out while you take it to the bad boys
With the white lines cause they’ll drag you down low
Drag you down low
Drag you down low
Drag you down low
Drag you down low