Chalala (part. De La Ghetto)

Today I remembered your voice
From when we were in bed
I remember you did it all, all, all
I tried to be with someone else

Your name slipped out and I said I’m sorry
It’s just that my memory’s a bit off
From thinking about you
My soul’s fighting a battle

I won’t deny it makes me feel bad
Cha-la-la-la-le, cha-la-la-la-la
Your body’s mine, it’s a pact
When I smoke weed, I start to remember

Baby, you light me up
Cha-la-la-la-le, cha-la-la-la-la-la-la
This doesn’t need a caption
When we lock ourselves in the dark

You don’t want me to leave
You want me to stay here with you on the beach, hey
I hold on to you when we see each other
And you tie me down when you take off that towel (baby)

I’m thinking about you, I want you here
I need you so much, dance on top of me
I’m thinking about you, I want you here
I need you so much, dance on top of me

I won’t deny it makes me feel bad
Cha-la-la-la-le, cha-la-la-la-la
Your body’s mine, it’s a pact
When I smoke weed, I start to remember

Baby, you light me up
Cha-la-la-la-le, cha-la-la-la-la-la-la
This doesn’t need a caption
When we lock ourselves in the dark

Hey girl, if you want to FaceTime, let me know so you can see my cum
Tell me where you are and we’ll light up for the parade
Call the dealer, I’ll get you a Bimmer
The rockstar shit, my dude, like the Beatles

I’m thinking about you, I want you here
I need you so much, dance on top of me
I’m thinking about you, I want you here
I need you so much, dance on top of me

Cha-la-la-la-le, cha-la-la-la-la
Cha-la-la-la-le, cha-la-la-la-la-la-la