ฟังเพลงBang Bang (Album Version|Edited)

作词 : Keinan Abdi Warsame/Bruno Mars/P Lawrence

作曲 : Keinan Abdi Warsame/Bruno Mars/P Lawrence

She shot me she shot me

Bang bang she shot me

She shot me she shot me

Bang bang Get out the way yo

Ahh there she goes again

The girl is Ethiopian

In other words she came through explodin

In the podium dynamite

Napoleon like sodium mixed with petroleum

Slowly but surely she was walking toward me

Cut the convo short cause she had to wake up early

But continuing the story

Don’t worry she gave me digits for her Blackberry

You’re very handsome is what she said

And the way she looked in my eyes said Put me to bed

Oh my oh my I should have known when she said to me on the phone

You do not know me very well but I would never hurt a fly

Then she aimed at my chest with love in her eye

I said she aimed at my chest with love in her eye

She was walkin around with a loaded shotgun

She was walkin around with a loaded shotgun

She was walkin around with a loaded shotgun

Ready to fire me a hot one

Ready to fire me a hot one

Ready to fire me a hot one

It went bang bang bang

It went bang bang bang

It went bang bang bang

Straight through my heart Straight through my heart

Straight through my heart Straight through my heart

Straight through my heart Straight through my heart

Although I could have walked away

Although I could have walked away

Although I could have walked away

I stood my ground and let her spray

I stood my ground and let her spray

I stood my ground and let her spray

She shot me she shot me

She shot me she shot me

She shot me she shot me

Bang bang she shot me

Bang bang she shot me

Bang bang she shot me

She shot me she shot me

She shot me she shot me

She shot me she shot me

Bang bang

Bang bang

Bang bang

She’s so hot she’s a scorchian

Killing me softly

Lauryn or Kevorkian

Couldn’t tell if she’s coo coo or corky when

I asked her her name she said Call me Ten

Testing testing

Things just got more interesting

She’s dressed in a vest pin double breasted holster

A very Western toaster

She ain’t nothing Kosher

Ah she lets me closer

Hotter than a pepper crusted Samosa

While I try to keep my composure

Am I wrong

But what is love without the pain to go along

And what is pain if not the reason for me to sing this song

And this song is for the weak and for the strong

Cause I was strong and still

She got me she got me

Bang bang she got me

She got me she got me

Bang bang