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Pale and Pink [EP - 2017]

by Bleed These Colours

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1.
What We Do 03:17
[Verse 1] Alright then, it's gonna be a mad ting We wildin' out, actin' so trashy Light it up like these camera phones flashing If there's a noise limit, yeah, we gon' smash it Now this is real, real tragic Pretty girls, man, but they're looking so plastic Pretty girls, damn, what they wearing so graphic Got my head spinning, all I'm seeing here is static Nah, nah, we won't sim-simmer 'Til we're worn out from all the floor fillers 'Til our cards decline from no more scrilla 'Til we hear "Who got the keys to my Bimma?" Winner, winner, looking fly, chinchilla Fat thighs, backside, eat her up for dinner She a freak, see it in her eyes, suttin in her Let's go Harambe, let's go gorilla [Hook] Peep the sweets and their treats in sight Let's get lit, later vibe at mine Forget tomorrow 'cause I'm all about tonight This is what, is what we do What's your name, what's your number, what's your sign? Baby girl, no need to feel shy Hit the other club when the clock strikes five This is what, is what we do [Verse 2] I don't care what you're thinking Rum and Red Bull, that's what I'm drinking Never full; eyes Oliver Twisting All of her body really got me insisting It's time to act foolish, time to act foolish Time to take her clothes off and act unruly Time to call an Uber to her room so she can rule me Wake up in the morning with a note from yours truly No, no, you can't hold me down No, no, lights won't stop me Who knows where I'll end up now If we go, then we go do this properly Pray to the stars that I make it to Grammy day Where I stand now -- pretty much owe it to 'Ye By the way, umm are you from India? 'Cause if so, best believe I'm into ya [Hook] Peep the sweets and their treats in sight Let's get lit, later vibe at mine Forget tomorrow 'cause I'm all about tonight This is what, is what we do What's your name, what's your number, what's your sign? Baby girl, no need to feel shy Hit the other club when the clock strikes five This is what, is what we do [Bridge][x2] Inner beauty won't set her right She wanna live the high life 'Cause one look at that backside Me ah cyall her Ferrari (Cyall her Ferrari, cyall her Ferrari) [Coda] Me ah cyall her Ferrari...
2.
Ya Know 02:55
[Verse 1] I wanna feel like a top dog So ladies, I'mma ask you take your tops off There's a party in my bed, you're all my plus-one There's no time, baby, y'all can keep your socks on So let's get it poppin' You can be the boat and I'll play the captain Take a moment, relax and just imagine All the wild things when the drink takes action Asian in a mini skirt, I be like "Who dat?" I'mma perv on her, aye, just like an old man All you feminists go 'head and tell me that's super lame But I don't care, nah, I'mma stay the super same Educated rapper, oh you know that's that Dicky flow Softer than my singing, but I ain't into dicky though Early morning, half-asleep, I'mma make the clitty swole Looking Chinese so it's custom eat the kitty whole ('Cause, like, apparently they eat cats, and well err... Never mind) [Hook] It don't matter who you are A nobody or a star Princess or pauper You make me fall hard So, baby, come and rock to this Lemme see you move real quick Both of your lips I'mma kiss Both of your hips I'mma grip [Bridge] Ya know, so leggo Ya know, so leggo (Everybody) Ya know, so leggo Ya know, so lerroll [Verse 2] Desi girls, you know you are my one desire You know you got that blood of the tiger Watch you squat down like you doin' your business Tell ya "Baby girl, it's all in your instincts" Met this Filipina, now she wanna Tagalog Chinese chick in the bed, time to dim the lights down some Know this Malaysian lady, she like to get physical From Hong Kong or Singapore, I always keep wantin' more [Hook] It don't matter who you are A nobody or a star Princess or pauper You make me fall hard So, baby, come and rock to this Lemme see you move real quick Both of your lips I'mma kiss Both of your hips I'mma grip [Coda] I just can't let you go I just can't let you go, no no I just can't let you go I just can't let you go
3.
[Verse 1: Bleed These Colours] Oh you know she Asian No need for persuasion 'Cause when she drop it down low (low, low, low) The earth be quakin' Yo, she can be Thai, Indian, Sri Lankan Either way, I'm Spider-Man, yeah She'll be the fountain She'll be the fountain Say it twice - after that, who's counting? Not her? Well, not me, nah - nah I sure ain't Busy bussin' down walls like I'm Kool-Aid Raw steak for her dinner, that's a full plate Hit her from the front then the back, make a milkshake Yo, we can go on and on 'Boutta take it to the top, to the maximum, ayo You could come ask for some But first you gotta prove your worst So lemme see you [Pre-Hook] Pop it, lock it, dunk and twist Flash that waist and flex that wrist All eyes on you, so earn that drink Show these fellas what time it is Now dribble and dip [Hook] Dribble and dip Drib-drib-drib-drib-dribble and dip Dribble and dip Drib-drib-drib-drib-dribble dribble Dribble and dip Drib-drib-drib-drib-dribble and dip Pop it, lock it, dunk and twist Go 'head, girl Move them, move them (J-Bird!) [Verse 2: Janos] VIP so I'mma chill from the back row Watch her backside moving real mad slow Take her back, not about Han Solo Make a movie, don't you know I rep that homegrown? Aye - your boy lost in stereo Drank too much, everything monotone Ditch your guy, I'm clearly the top choice I stack the big bucks, he's just another slotboi [Pre-Hook] Pop it, lock it, dunk and twist Flash that waist and flex that wrist All eyes on you, so earn that drink Show these fellas what time it is Now dribble and dip [Hook] Dribble and dip Drib-drib-drib-drib-dribble and dip (Ladies!) Dribble and dip Drib-drib-drib-drib-dribble dribble (Shake it!) Dribble and dip Drib-drib-drib-drib-dribble and dip Pop it, lock it, dunk and twist Go 'head, girl Move them, move them
4.
[Intro] Grab a cup and drink it up Like the bashment, the liquor don't stop Yo, fill it up for me, fill it up for me Vibing out the space all night long Gal, come jam for a likkle while Make you smile with a bump and grind Now back it up on me, back it up on me Oy oy, oy oy [Hook] Who else got you feeling like this? I'mma work work work that body, ain't ain't gon' quit Cause what goes down must come up I expect nothing less of that bubble butt Yeah, if you a bad chick Ay ay mami, get on top of this If you a bad chick Amoro mio, get on top of this [Verse 1] (Ay gal) Me want that ice cream for breakfast Lemme lick it up, mash up your senses Lemme hit it up, bus' up your 'fences Did I forget to mention, I got a penchant For some la di di da, that's a checklist She heard the word of mouth, I'm a legend That explains why I got his girl's attention Doing what your guy won't, yeah, I'm feeling reckless You could say that's just how it's supposed to be Since I was a late teen, been eating up them groceries Sleeper trendsetter other brothers following These girls want something more, craving a polishing Yeah, I'm the man for that mission I ain't got a choice; for me, this is religion So watch me dub it all down on the riddim Then watch you fine ladies wine your waist to the rhythm (Alright) [Hook][x2] Who else got you feeling like this? I'mma work work work that body, ain't ain't gon' quit Cause what goes down must come up I expect nothing less of that bubble butt Yeah, if you a bad chick Ay ay mami, get on top of this If you a bad chick Amoro mio, get on top of this [Bridge] I wanna ice cream for breakfast I wanna ice cream for breakfast I wanna ice cream for breakfast Gimme that ice cream for breakfast Cause I'mma 'bout to take you down I'mma 'bout to take you down, down, down Don't you know that my mama's in the house? So you gotta cover your mouth, mouth, mouth [Coda][x4] We be all day, all night We be all day, all night We be all day, all night We be all day, day, day
5.
Lately 02:58
[Hook][x2] Listen, lately I've been thinking 'bout ya I'm going crazy, can we kick it together? I got that big thing, I'mma put it on ya R-r-r-rocking gold chains in the shape of our names [Verse] She like ridin' dirty, she like ridin' clean Would get into specifics, but that's too obscene Yeah, that made no sense, but I know you know what I mean She always wanna come, never wanna leave-uh I can see us doing great things in the near future Learning new tricks like we back in class, back in school-uh "Put your skills to the test" -- oh, she know the score Clean up, aisle four, wet sign on the floor, ay She just wanna party, turn it up, set flames She wanna treat every night like it's Friday She from Rangpur like the Tanqueray She drinking straight from the bottle, no shots, no way (Goddamn) [Hook][x2] Listen, lately I've been thinking 'bout ya I'm going crazy, can we kick it together? I got that big thing, I'mma put it on ya R-r-r-rocking gold chains In the shape of our names [Bridge][x2] Lately, lately, oh oh Lately, lately [Coda][x2] Excuse me if I'm lookin' at your booty But I know you like it too when I do it I come through with the music, so We should get rollin' Baby, I ain't jokin' My heart you stolen Reply me, don't keep scrollin'

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released May 26, 2017

Written, co-produced by Bleed These Colours

Additional vocals by Janos

Produced, mixed, mastered by Paul Miles (Select Recording Studios, Wood Green, London)

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