Blue Jeans (Smims & Belle Remix)

Lana Del Rey
Blue jeans, white shirt, walked into the room
You know you made my eyes burn
It was like James Dean, for sure
You're so fresh to death and sick as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip-hop
But you fit me better than my favourite sweater
And I know gangster, I know, gangster, I know
Gangster, gangster, gangster, gangster
Gangster, gangster, gangster, gangster
Gangster, gangster, gangster, gangster
Let's go
Tell me what bad boys do
I'm a bad girl if you want a bad one too
My American Dream and jeans all blue
Keep it cool like crushed ice cubes in soup
Only this in a "˜48 Coupe
In a blue Ranger, cross my view
I got a crush like my kind too
Ain't enough said about his moves
A real tough one sometimes too
Let you find out about lifetime sunshine boo
(Say you'll remember)
Your diamonds and bow-ties, whips and handcuffs
Tied down to thug life, living like gangsters
Both wanna die, love living the danger
Finally took the spot, hold it down like an anchor
Half court battle checking what it was anger
Catching like fever, hot like Jamaica
Real rude boy, no problem with Laya
Money on his mind, "˜bout getting his paper
Truth be told he lied down with his flamer
Really like his flavour, wanna slowdance with the devil
Click-click the look of an angel
Took a small chance with a rebel now my flesh is amazing
Now we shooting the lasers, we're laughing at haters
Gangster's not bred, I make "˜em
Gangster's not dead, I raise "˜em
Gangster) Gangster's not dead
Gangster's not bred, I make "˜em
Gangster's not dead, I raise "˜em
Say you'll remember, say you'll remember
Gangster, gangster, ga-ga-ga -gangster
Say you'll remember