作曲 : Tai Verdes/Kendrick Nicholls/Sherwyn Nicholls
You only get one spin around
You on that big fish in small town
You wanna ice up until you drown (Pipe down)
You racing round for that triple crown
I’m with a british bitch in london town
I’m with the brits spending london pound
Ill spend it all just bout every ounce
What’s the conversion I need it all
I needa I needa
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
I had a collar with a neck tie
I want my chicken with a pot pie
They try to tell you to supersize
Don’t feel the side effects until you die
They try to play you like the bad guy
Look in the mirror now I’m Michael Myers
They run you down until you pop a tire
I think it’s still I think it’s still
I think it I think it
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
You my spicy little tikka masala
Got a dollar to your name and you spend it on me
This shit is free
You should style at the Met Gala
In a diamond dress impressing the paps with a designer set
On your Lady Gaga
Bitch got the meat
They say you hot now
Baby and they wanting your seat
They say you hot now
Baby now they want you to speak
You know these niggas so snobby wanna kiss on your feet
To each his own now
I wanna be that it boy who
Rocking out in in designer shoes
Rock it out like I don’t know dues
Talk it out ________
__________________
______
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Girl you my s______
作曲 : Tai Verdes/Kendrick Nicholls/Sherwyn Nicholls
You only get one spin around
You on that big fish in small town
You wanna ice up until you drown (Pipe down)
You racing round for that triple crown
I’m with a british bitch in london town
I’m with the brits spending london pound
Ill spend it all just bout every ounce
What’s the conversion I need it all
I needa I needa
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
I had a collar with a neck tie
I want my chicken with a pot pie
They try to tell you to supersize
Don’t feel the side effects until you die
They try to play you like the bad guy
Look in the mirror now I’m Michael Myers
They run you down until you pop a tire
I think it’s still I think it’s still
I think it I think it
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
You my spicy little tikka masala
Got a dollar to your name and you spend it on me
This shit is free
You should style at the Met Gala
In a diamond dress impressing the paps with a designer set
On your Lady Gaga
Bitch got the meat
They say you hot now
Baby and they wanting your seat
They say you hot now
Baby now they want you to speak
You know these niggas so snobby wanna kiss on your feet
To each his own now
I wanna be that it boy who
Rocking out in in designer shoes
Rock it out like I don’t know dues
Talk it out ________
__________________
______
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Pipe down
Just pipe down
If you listen you can hear your heart pound
Heart pound
Girl you my s______