Hands on your body, I'm grabbing your ass Enjoying the moment 'cause life move too fast I'm looking forward, ignoring the past These are the times that we'll laugh looking back I'm getting lucky like coins in the well Goodbye to my haters, I'm wishing you well This is my year, man, if you couldn't tell
This is our life and we're living it well Late nights in the city causing hell Burn this bitch into the ground, oh well If all we got tonight, let's do this right Let's do this right
Let's go to (Paradise) This shit be like Friday nights This shit make me feel alive I feel like we in paradise, paradise (Paradise) Don't know if it's the drink I poured But I swear I've never loved you more With you right here, I come alive One more hit and we can fly This shit feel like (Paradise)
I'm feeling it, my head's where the ceiling is (Oh, yeah) This energy turns nights into memories (Oh, yeah) Count up the bands, you've been working all summer Ex didn't know what he had, what a bummer Insecure people turn to insecure lovers Well my drink is almost out And I'm about to pour another
Just let it out The night has just begun, we on a level now If I get too fucked up, promise you'll hold me down Yeah, this that shit you can't deny This that shit you feel inside
This our life, our time, we living well Late nights in the city causing hell Burn this bitch into the ground, oh well If all we got tonight, let's do this right Let's do this right
Let's go to (Paradise) This shit be like Friday nights (It do, it do) This shit make me feel alive (Yeah) I feel like we in paradise, paradise (Paradise, oh yeah) Don't know if it's the drink I poured (Poured) But I swear I've never loved you more (Loved you more) With you right here, I come alive One more hit and we can fly This shit feel like (Paradise)
Compositores: Kevin Clark White, Michael Clinton Ii Woods (Mykeyz), Andrew Bazzi ECAD: Obra #21343819 Fonograma #19562757