Ay, ay, ay, dead
Ay, ay, ay, dead
Ay, ay, ay, dead
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay (hay)
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste (nah, nah)
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay (hay)
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste (nah, nah)
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Glossy face, sweaty visuals (meow)
Down and dirty, that's the principle (uh)
Chameleon tongue yopped the tablets (hi-yah)
Not sharing one more was kinda criminal (cunt)
The way you're speaking through your bug eyes is subliminal
Has me feeling one with this world like I'm biblical
I know you're feeling shame, understandable
You give me sixth sense; I feel ache in your soul
She paints my nails black
In the dark with a light match
Told her no commitment
Car scratched, room is ransacked
Got the cops and your best friends on a dispatch?
Send them on a mission
Girl you're itching
Your world has no religion
You talk about god, but the chaos is addicting
Girl you need some recognition
Leave that boy in his mess
A real man is what you're missing
Do you like small talk?
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet Violà! (Silent Bite) Video (MV)
Dead Janky - Velvet Violà! (Silent Bite) Lyrics
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Ay, ay, ay, dead
Ay, ay, ay, dead
Ay, ay, ay, dead
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay (hay)
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste (nah, nah)
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay (hay)
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste (nah, nah)
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Glossy face, sweaty visuals (meow)
Down and dirty, that's the principle (uh)
Chameleon tongue yopped the tablets (hi-yah)
Not sharing one more was kinda criminal (cunt)
The way you're speaking through your bug eyes is subliminal
Has me feeling one with this world like I'm biblical
I know you're feeling shame, understandable
You give me sixth sense; I feel ache in your soul
She paints my nails black
In the dark with a light match
Told her no commitment
Car scratched, room is ransacked
Got the cops and your best friends on a dispatch?
Send them on a mission
Girl you're itching
Your world has no religion
You talk about god, but the chaos is addicting
Girl you need some recognition
Leave that boy in his mess
A real man is what you're missing
Do you like small talk?
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Ay, ay, ay, dead
Ay, ay, ay, dead
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay (hay)
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste (nah, nah)
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay (hay)
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste (nah, nah)
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Glossy face, sweaty visuals (meow)
Down and dirty, that's the principle (uh)
Chameleon tongue yopped the tablets (hi-yah)
Not sharing one more was kinda criminal (cunt)
The way you're speaking through your bug eyes is subliminal
Has me feeling one with this world like I'm biblical
I know you're feeling shame, understandable
You give me sixth sense; I feel ache in your soul
She paints my nails black
In the dark with a light match
Told her no commitment
Car scratched, room is ransacked
Got the cops and your best friends on a dispatch?
Send them on a mission
Girl you're itching
Your world has no religion
You talk about god, but the chaos is addicting
Girl you need some recognition
Leave that boy in his mess
A real man is what you're missing
Do you like small talk?
Get my mind out your way
Make my mind hit the hay
Silent bite, leave no trace
Don't let waist go to waste
Curvy skirt with some taste
Wes Anderson symmetric
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Velvet voilà, that's my bae
Writer: Michael Butler
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid