Hopscotch (feat. Barney Bones & Rich Brian) 作词 : Ray “August Grant”/Maurice Powell/Brian Imanuel/George Miller 作曲 : Ray “August Grant”/Maurice Powell/Brian Imanuel/George Miller (Intro) Midnight Mafia (Chorus - AUGUST 08) Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip (AUGUST 08) All she wanna do is go crazy Showed her how to live, sasabune nothing crazy Valley girls love a hood *****, it’s amazing Take her to the block, showed her off then Vegas She gon’ give it up in the back of my truck With the windows rolled down Yelling, “I don’t give a ****” Keep it light Keep it right Keep it right Pu**y tight, late night off a flight (Barney Bones) Midnight Mafia Young ni**a bout to trip When I’m hopping out the whip 15 bands, diamonds falling off my neck Where the rest? Where the rest? You talking bout baguettes Till the homies catch you slippin’, rip the Cuban off ya neck Know you don’t wanna move back to DC Sugar Daddy has ya drippin’ like Fiji Kill the ***** till I’m talkin’ like Ouija You gotta range, why you talkin’ like you need me? (Chorus - AUGUST 08) Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip (Joji) singing through the block singing through the block Cookin like the rock Cookin like I'm Bach Serve it to my sons Serve it till it's done I just do my dance when they wanna see me run ***** I am Shawn Mendes I just touched down like the mother ****in jets Now I'm in Paris smokin baguettes Eating calamari with Ellen getting rich I hop off the train I hop off the plane Ain't nothin wrong, baby ain't nothing change I talk to dogs, and the dogs talk to me I got the sauce, it's bolognese (Rich Brian) It’s bolognese bi**h, I’m chillin with your chick, and we crying watching Les Mis, she got me something, let’s just say she left my hotel brainless, I like my women short and loud like the movie trailers, my money tall it’s lookin it’s playing for the Lakers Cameras on me everywhere I move (when I move) Joji in the booth he lookin cute (HE CUTE AS FU***********K) She comin over we gon cook some food Even though we know I’m only eating cooch Shout to August even though we never hang when I’m in town, getting top by flight attendants call that s**t Head In The Clouds, I get motivated when they talkin down and give me doubt I don’t call it paradise man I just call that s**t my house, 3 bedrooms, 2 bath, 1 pool, 1 fireplace, 2 palm trees, 37 bi**hes smashed, uhh 1 driveway, deep voice, good d**k, don’t be surprised that she chose me I provided what you lacked (Chorus - AUGUST 08) Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip Hopscotch, shorty jumpin’ outta cool whip