Il testo della Right song

T. Mills

It's friday night, she turns up
She calls me but i'm drunk as fuck
So i sent a cab, she will be here soon
She's sinking at her dorm room
She love her way
Her heartbeat when i make her laugh
And everytime the radio is on

I hit you with the right song, the right song
And you're mine, don't be shy
Yoy got my playlist on your ipod, your ipod
For tonight, everytime
I hit you with the right song, the right song
You and i, you and i
Play it all night long, all night long
'cause you're mine, yeah you're mine
Girl i play the right song

Sexy when she's driving
Said she's on my record
Playing on the radio, she sent me her picture now
You know i can't resist it, my hands around your hips
It's ridiculous, i'm falling in, you're calling in no work late
The first date, you let me get to first base
The second night was a little more
Third time you don't have to score
We're cudding girl, the first day
I think you're fine, i'm sure of it

God damn, your body perfect to take curving
Make you switch your ringtone
Make me sing a new hook about loving you and making love
You kill me with that one look
Here, record it, let it play
Hear me sing my heart out
You started it, i finish it
We're on top of the charts now

I can't hear a thing, except you're right here with me
I beat that body while i sing
I'm heating high note to that thing
I'm heating high note to that thing
Now baby, speed it up, slow it down
Get on top, ride it out
I'm the favourite on your playlist
Play me, now play this, naked and famous
Fuck that, the a shit