Lipstick Ringtones

Lipstick on a mirror Saying who you wanna be Vision gets dimmer The room is closing in on me Oh-oh, oh-oh I'm feeling far away, no space, no time Looking at life through a blue bird's eye (I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm flying) And I went up so far, I took my time Tell me why I couldn't ever find cloud nine (Alright, alright, alright, alright) I spread my wings The song they sing I owe it all to you I owe it all to you It's just smoke and mirrors They said, "It's gonna take some time" I think we live in a labyrinth That was created by my mind Oh-oh, oh-oh I never wanted to just suffer inside Hurt don't heal when I'm always tryna hide (That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right) And I'm looking at pain like my old close friend Open arms for her when I see her again (That's right, that's right, alright, alright) I spread my wings The song they sing I owe it all to you I owe it all to you Flying, fly, fly, flying Went up so- Went up so far Fly, flying Flying, flying, flying

Whenever you want me I'll be there don't worry 寝坊して時間がない morning No worries いつも通り綺麗に I feel If you had a bad day Try me on like always I can keep you pretty shorty yeah ずっとそのままわらっていて その soul と鼓動感じれる距離で Just keep me by your side Like this... (I'm on you and you love it) Taste me on your lips okay I'll be on you everyday (I'm on you and you love it) ほら試してみて my baby Grab me and glide me on, yeah yeah Right left, right left (Yeah yeah) right left You want me more and more Right left, right left (Yeah yeah) right left I want your body I wanna party I want your body I wanna party Whenever you need me すぐ呼び出して Feel me soft and gently 心ゆくまで I worry about you 皆釘付け ずっとそばにいて Put me in your back pocket I can keep you pretty shorty, yeah お望み通りに好きなだけ 誰にも真似できない色で 潤す your lips and heart Like this Grab me and glide me on, yeah yeah Right left, right left (Yeah yeah) right left You want me more and more Right left, right left (Yeah yeah) right left I want your body I wanna party I want your body I wanna party (I'm on you and you love it) I just have one question Everyday you put me on (I'm on you and you love it) But I always end the day with a man Grab me and glide me on, yeah yeah Right left, right left (Yeah yeah) right left You want me more and more Right left, right left (Yeah yeah) right left I want your body I wanna party I want your body I wanna party I want your body I wanna party I want your body I wanna party

Nashville country nights, Detroit rock city lights Arizona, California, Texas desert, a Green Bay blizzard Indiana, Louisiana I've rode alot of miles just to feel your smile Girl I wanna touch you while I kiss your lipstick Around the bend down the road, I'm in and out of the cold Itchin' to get my fix and kiss your lipstick Carolina north and south, Alabama, Chi town Dakota, Badlands, the heart of the heartlands Way up above Dixie, Boston, Jersey, New York city Spokane to Denver across the plains Hills of Virginia, coastal main I've rode alot of miles just to feel your smile Girl I wanna touch you while I kiss your lipstick Around the bend down the road, I'm in and out of the cold Itchin' to get my fix and kiss your lipstick Georgia peaches, Florida's beaches A million dots on the map, but there's only one that brings me back I've rode alot of miles just to feel your smile Girl I wanna touch you while I kiss your lipstick Around the bend down the road, I'm in and out of the cold Itchin' to get my fix and kiss your lipstick

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, guess what, dog I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch Brand new coupe straight out the Showroom floor, that's how you flex, bitch Only problem I got is, "what car should I get next, bitch?" Smash it from the back, Looked at her friend and said, "you next, bitch" (damn) I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick (damn) Ben Frank, I live with, count that money real quick Used to want a plug, went to Cali, took a field trip (ha) Everyday real lit (lit), choker rocks real big (rocks) Them bad bitches love the kid, Wanna fuck the kid, roll blunts for the kid (yeah, yeah) Before she got out of the car (ayy, what you doin'?) She had to fix her lip gloss, ha VS's, they shine in the dark (Nighttime), roll the gelato and spark (hey) Skreets left me with no heart (hey), Put on ice just to cover the scars (hey) A movie of my life story (what?), I wanna share it, sell it to stars (star) That young nigga rich, I ain't admire (stupid), my bitch, she the shit, I ain't admire (ha) I—I'm so smooth, I Could drive my drop top and not get wet in the rain (skrr) Four, eighty, eighty, blue flame (yeah), paper flyin' (hey) You sold out before I came (hey, hey), Shout out to RIch, Portland and Maine I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch Brand new coupe straight out the Showroom floor, that's how you flex, bitch Only problem I got is, "what car should I get next, bitch?" Smash it from the back, Looked at her friend and said, "you next, bitch" (damn) I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick (damn) Don't compare me to nobody, please don't do it, I dare you (uh-uh) I'm the type of nigga to take 150 and put it in the Chevy (racks) I'm gettin' too much money, I stop eatin' meat and start eatin' salads (wealthy) Glock just pulled up on me, talkin' shit in the McLaren (hey) I bet I got more bitches in Dallas than the Mavericks (star) 30 thousand just for a sofa because the fabric (wooh) Trap nigga but he legendary like Michael Jackson (heeh) How you go and spend all that money on drugs and fashion? (uh) I got ice all on my arms and rocks around my neck, bitch Brand new coupe straight out the Showroom floor, that's how you flex, bitch Only problem I got is, "what car should I get next, bitch?" Smash it from the back, Looked at her friend and said, "you next, bitch" (damn) I love skinny girls, but I prefer to have a thick bitch If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick If she jump up in this Benz, I'm gon' fuck up her lipstick (damn)

I said are you ready Uh, Yeah, hey Come on, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Let's do it Are you ready Whoa-whoa-yeah Whoa-whoa-yeah All my ladies Lets do it Come on I know the girls inside there wanna get on with the ladies, But there are always fellas there to stir and make you crazy, They try to get you flaky Can't find no buts no maybes, You think that girl's a traitor, But that man's the instigator Turning up with your jewellery on, Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa---whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Why do you think that every girl out theres your enemy, You're looking at her with the green eyed filled with jealousy It's not the way its supposed to be, So c'mon ladies dance with me, And I'll tell ya, No, n-n-n-n-n-no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO Turing up with your jewellery on (Oh yeah) Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa---whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Whoa Mmm Feel the rhythm in your body, Gotta lose control, All the ladies get together, We'll be on a roll, Feel it in your soul, If you wanna get on down, Then its time to look around, We're all the same, Yeah You gotta think about it, You're beating up yourself (Yeah yeah yeah) Turing up with your jewellery on Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa---whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Turing up with your jewellery on Making moves with your lipstick on, Want some of that cushy stuff, Whoa-whoa-ooh Lets jump when the music's on, All my girls living up till dawn, Want a little bit sing this song, Whoa-whoa-ooh Whoa-Whoa-Yeah Whoa-Whoa-Yeah Want some of that cushy stuff (Whoa Whoa Ooh) Whoa-Whoa-Yeah Whoa-Whoa-Yeah One of them better sing this song

You broke my heart when you came home with someone else's lipstick on You shut the door and climb the stair, your attitude is you could care about me When you pull the covers back and climb into the sack, bet you could do without me It's me the fool who's always there, and you the fool who never cares And then I hit it And I nail my mouth to the evil taste of lipstick Inhale the scent of someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick This ancient form of crass stupidity, you say the thing improves your masculinity And every time you do it, you could care less if it were really her or me You know you do it really well, just bad enough for me to tell And then I hit it, again And I nail my mouth to the evil taste of lipstick Inhale the scent of someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick So why don't you give me a break, I've had as much as I could take, now we should Breakup I'm tired of making up while you've been making out with someone else's Makeup I suppose it should be heartbreak time, funny thing I'm feeling fine And then you give it to me one more time And I nail my mouth to the evil taste of lipstick Inhale the scent of someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Someone else's lipstick Lipstick Someone's trashy lipstick Someone's sticky lipstick Someone's s