Blue Jeans - Smims & Belle Remix

Blue jeans, white shirt

Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn

It was like, James Dean, for sure

You're so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer

You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop

But you fit me better than my favourite sweater and I know

Gangsta (I know)

Gangsta (I know)

Gangsta

Gangsta

Gangsta

Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta...

Let's go

Tell me what bad boys do

I'm a bad girl, if you into that one too

My American Dream in jeans all blue

Keep it cool like crushed ice cubes

It's you for only this in a foreign coupe

In the blue range across my view

Better crush like my cunt too

Ain't 'nough said about his moves

A real tough one, sometimes two

Bet you fine about lifetime sunshine boo (Say you'll remember)

Bananas and bow ties, whips and handcuffs

Tied down the club like living like gangsters

Both wanna die, love living in danger

Bodies all around, put it down like an anchor (Say you'll remember)

Hardcore bottles

Try more than just anger

Passion like fever, hot like Jamaica

Real rude boy, no problem for later

Money on his mind 'bout getting his paper

Truth be told he's locked down with his flamer

Really like his flavor

Wanna slow dance with the devil

Click-lick, the look of an angel

Took a small chance with a rebel now my flesh is amazing

Now we shooting them lasers and laughin' at haters

Gangsters not bred I make 'em

Gangsters not dead I raise 'em (Gangsta)

Gangsters not dead

Gangsters not bred I make 'em

G-Gangsters not dead I raise 'em

Say you'll remember

Say you'll remember

Say you'll remember