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high school bells Video (MV)




Performed By: Bob Waist
Length: 1:57
Written by: Hunter Stalions




Bob Waist - high school bells Lyrics




Highschool bells, they're always ringing
I call on you, you call on me
Everything that's inbetween us
It starts with you and ends with me

My beautiful dark twisted fantasy
Is a bed, and then, you, and me
I'm on to something, baby love me
Pop a pill and sip this bubbly
Into your hell, into your hell
Money green like kelp
I'm in hell with a bad bitch
Phone on silent

Highschool Bells, shawty cute as hell
She from 803, but she act like she from hell
Give a f*ck about your clique, I ball like I'm Coach Wells
If I really changed, I'm just bettering myself
Heard you signed a deal but your ass is on the shelf
All these lil peons, making fools out of they self
Did it by myself, man, I don't need one else
Turn down all that music, man, it's Waist or nothing else

Highschool bells, they're always ringing
I call on you, you call on me
Everything that's inbetween us
It starts with you and ends with me

My beautiful dark twisted fantasy
Is a bed, and then, you, and me
I'm on to something, baby love me
Pop a pill and sip this bubbly
Into your hell, into your hell
Money green like kelp
I'm in hell with a bad bitch
Phone on silent
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Highschool bells, they're always ringing
I call on you, you call on me
Everything that's inbetween us
It starts with you and ends with me

My beautiful dark twisted fantasy
Is a bed, and then, you, and me
I'm on to something, baby love me
Pop a pill and sip this bubbly
Into your hell, into your hell
Money green like kelp
I'm in hell with a bad bitch
Phone on silent

Highschool Bells, shawty cute as hell
She from 803, but she act like she from hell
Give a f*ck about your clique, I ball like I'm Coach Wells
If I really changed, I'm just bettering myself
Heard you signed a deal but your ass is on the shelf
All these lil peons, making fools out of they self
Did it by myself, man, I don't need one else
Turn down all that music, man, it's Waist or nothing else

Highschool bells, they're always ringing
I call on you, you call on me
Everything that's inbetween us
It starts with you and ends with me

My beautiful dark twisted fantasy
Is a bed, and then, you, and me
I'm on to something, baby love me
Pop a pill and sip this bubbly
Into your hell, into your hell
Money green like kelp
I'm in hell with a bad bitch
Phone on silent
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Writer: Hunter Stalions
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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