Tina lyrics
by Vintage Culture
[Chorus]
Yeah, so it's Wednesday night
And, uh, I'm off into the club
I check my sh*t and I head inside
And I see that girl that we all call Tina Turner
'Cause she look like Tina Turner
And she said, "Hey love, rocket ride?" and I said, "Yeah rocket ride"
And so, she reach out her hand and I put my hand underneath her hand
And she dropped the ticket to the rocket
And I flew that up into my mouth and ran it down in my stomach
And Tina Turner smiled at me, and she said, "All aboard"
And that sh*t f*cked me up, man
I woke up two days later at a friend's house
I'm not sure what happened
I think my boy Sam was pickin' his eyeball
I don't know about this
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
Yeah, so it's Wednesday night
And, uh, I'm off into the club
I check my sh*t and I head inside
And I see that girl that we all call Tina Turner
'Cause she look like Tina Turner
And she said, "Hey love, rocket ride?" and I said, "Yeah rocket ride"
And so, she reach out her hand and I put my hand underneath her hand
And she dropped the ticket to the rocket
And I flew that up into my mouth and ran it down in my stomach
And Tina Turner smiled at me, and she said, "All aboard"
And that sh*t f*cked me up, man
I woke up two days later at a friend's house
I'm not sure what happened
I think my boy Sam was pickin' his eyeball
I don't know about this
[Outro]
I don't know about this