What Should I Do (Kweku Dicken) - Abeifoc Gansters

Summertime has gone away The West Coast is colder I watch your love start to fade Like freckles on your shoulder I'm driving this car of the Golden Gate Bridge Gonna hit the waves I'll set the house on fire, and watch it burn down If you go away I'll scream and shout it can't be true! If I wake up and you're gone What should I do? I'll lose my head, I'll make the news If I wake up and you're gone What should I do? What should I do? When I wake up without you? What should I do? When I wake up without you? I'm not afraid of die in vain Love is a mad man And when it dies, I cut my veins To break up the sadness I'm driving this car of the Golden Gate Bridge Gonna hit the waves I'll set the world on fire, and watch it burn down If you go away! Ooh! I'll scream and shout it can't be true! If I wake up and you're gone What should I do? I'll lose my head, I'll make the news If I wake up and you're gone What should I do? What should I do? When I wake up without you? What should I do? When I wake up without you? Broken glass Broken hearts Take me back to the start Broken glass Making scars Take me back! I'll scream and shout it can't be true! If I wake up and you're gone What should I do? I'll lose my head, I'll make the news If I wake up and you're gone That's what I'll do I'll scream and shout it can't be true! If I wake up and you're gone What should I do? I'll lose my head, I'll make the news If I wake up and you're gone What should I do? What should I do? If I wake up when you're gone What should I do? What should I do? If I wake up when you're gone What should I do? What should I do?

If it don't make you dance It better make you think If it don't get your soul burnin' It better make you drink Yeah, that's what you drive to, cry to Make you feel alive to When you have nothing left to lose It better get you laughin' Break your heart in two That's what a song should do It should make you go, "Hell, yeah!" (Hell, yeah!), me too (Me too) Yeah, that's what a song should do It should make you feel alright (alright), all night (all night) With four chords and the truth That's what a song should do It's not a record, your daddy used to play It's that first dance... on your wedding day... It's should shape you, change you Break you down and break through Like you've got nothing left to prove Put some words on your tattoo That's what a song should do It should make you go, "Hell, yeah!" (Hell, yeah!), me too (Me too) Yeah, that's what a song should do It should make you feel alright (alright), all night (all night) With four chords and the truth Yeah... It should be a soundtrack singing every moment of your life The beat that keep your party goin' until the sunrise Can't help but sing along to... It should make you go, "Hell, yeah!" (Hell, yeah!), or me too (Me too) That's what a song should do Oh, yeah (Woah oh oh woah oh) That's what a song should do That's what a song should do (Woah oh oh woah oh) It should mean something to you... See what keeps you going What tilts that flicker in your flame And when your candle burns out... What song they gonna play What song they gonna play It should make you go, "Hell, yeah!" (Hell, yeah!), me too (Me too) Yeah, that's what a song should do It should make you feel alright (alright), all night (all night) With four chords and the truth Yeah... It should be a soundtrack singing every moment of your life The beat that keep your party goin' until the sunrise Can't help but sing along to... It should make you go, "Hell, yeah!" (Hell, yeah!), or me too (Me too) That's what a song should do

Tengo una seca cabrona, estoy ahoga'o Mañana trabajo pero no me quita'o Échale más alcohol que todavía lo siento agua'o Siempre en high, nunca asusta'o Lléname el vaso Ya son las dos y la nota no a explota'o 'Toy borracho, pero yo no me voy, dame otro round Quiero una borrachera que ni Dio' me levante Sírveme mucho con bastante (Hey, hey) 'Perate, ¿pero antes yo decía que yo no bebía?' ¿Queee?' Jaaa, exacto, eso era ante' Adicto a las tetas pero hoy quiero un culote (Rra, rra) Pa' echártela de tre' Mami 'toy cachondo habla claro, ¿qué lo qué? (¿Qué lo qué?) Envía ese location, qué voy a llegarle en die' Mañana me arrepiento y que se joda to' Quiero vodka con tequila, sour con Patrón Baje pa' Carolina, cuna 'el reggaetón Y terminé con una bichiyal por Bayamón (Ay papi) Y me siento bien chido Yo soy su pana, soy su novio y el chillo (Hey, hey) Ey, dame de ese pastel Mi bicho' ta bellaco, loco e' darte un tiro (¡To' el mundo!) Lléname el vaso Ya son las dos y la nota no ha explota'o 'Toy borracho, pero yo no me voy, dame otro round (Hey, hey) Dónde están las yales y los gangsters Dónde están las yales y los gangsters Dónde están las yales y los gangsters Dónde están las yales y los gangsters Dónde están las yales (Hey, hey) y los gangsters (Hey) Dónde están las yales (Hey) y los gangsters (Hey, hey) Dónde están las yales (Hey, hey) y los gangsters (Hey) Dónde están las yales (Hey) y los gangsters (Hey, hey) Empújamelo completo Ella se puso falda, pa' que yo se la subiera Ey, se sacó un juguete de la cartera (Hey, hey), yeah Tiene culo y no e' pelotera Más bellaco que los presos saliendo de la nevera Yo le doy semi y ella se viene automático El video ya mismo lo hacemo' público (Hey, hey) Le gusta más el mío que el de plástico Porque la llevo tan pa'l cielo que da vértigo Dónde están las yales (Hey) y los gangsters (Hey) Dónde están las yales (Hey) y los gangsters (Hey, hey) Dónde están las yales (Hey) y los gangsters (Hey) Dónde están las yales y los gangsters