Letra de 'Miss America (feat. Josh Schulze)' de Knox Hill

Ahemm
Baby we ain't gotta fight
You know I’ll be back in town next week
But right now
I got a flight I gotta catch
Hey J the U
Yo where we headin’ this time?

Ok
Let me preface this: I ain't got no etiquete
Heard love was a battlefield, you know now I’ve been a veteran
Shortie got a purple heart, you know I got the medicine
Went and stole her love, left her ring for the evidence (what up)

Irrelevant, that's my past
If you say I can't have it, then you know I want half
If she say’s that she committed then you know it won't last
How could somethin’ so nice make me want it so bad

You remind me of my Boston chick
So fly but a B like my Boston fit
You know the type a girl you'd take a loss just to hit
Break up then come back on a Boston trip (true)

Catch a flight crew out to Arizona
With some Wildcat girls now we sippin’ on coronas
Runnin’ up the tab’ like you know we know the owners
Said her name was Lisa, but I know she a moaner (Mona)
Damn right man that dime so pretty
Brown eyes and a smile that'd light the whole city
Got a body like fire and them thighs need ice
I just hope that her boyfriend don't find me tonight (nope)
But don’t price that I'm single as a Dollar
She said that she’s an angel but the Devil Wears Prada
Her saints be Gucci, Dolce & Gabanna
But she take it all of when I'm on her, baby girl

Miss American Girl
(Hey girl that’s you)
You could be my Miss American Girl
(Yea girl what a view, you know)
Miss American Girl
(Hey girl that’s you)
You could be my Miss American Girl
(Hey girl what a view)

Sorry miss but I told you I was gone
You know I got a flight that I need to be on
Unless you wanna take a trip out to Denver
Mile high club baby you could be a member

But just remember that I gotta get to Cali
Got a couple tech girls wanna meet up in the Valley
Now hey Ally don't be embarrassed
I just got one rule: don't meet the parents (oops)
Now she my go to everytime I roll through
Take her out shoppin’ bag it all - Whole Foods
Ya know ya old dude’s lookin’ like he old news
Gotta play the game but I'm playin’ like there's no rules

Everytime I step up in the Booth I'm a hero
I could be the one why you hangin’ with them zeros?
You ain't gotta act hard — Robert Deniro
Beauty is an art they should put you on a mural
Abstract — now I'm feelin’ outta reach
But ain't nothin’ sweeter than my little Georgia Peach
Shortie so hot like a Georgia beach
Then I went and got a call from Miss Florida, peace!

Miss American Girl
(Hey girl that’s you)
You could be my Miss American Girl
(Yea girl what a view - you know)
Miss American Girl
(Hey girl that’s you)
You could be my Miss American Girl
(Hey girl what a view)

I'm just tryna find Miss America
Hey girl have you seen her?
I'm just tryna find Miss America
Hey girl have you seen her?
I'm just tryna find Miss America
Hey girl have you seen her?
Yea I'm just tryna find Miss Miss America
Hey girl could you be her

Now you know I’ve had whisky all over the world man
But there ain't nothin’ like my American Honey
Knox Hill
It's a heartbreak trade
Redemption!