We're in the fog, lost the glass The night is out, it's six o'clock Footsteps, the stairs, it's chaos We're like a lion, torn down The hand gets to focus, now we're sitting on an american Two gusards behind, they're snapping and sharing And we're going here, baby, you get me like this I said, baby, you're going to fly away She's going for Gaga, baby, Valenciaga She's going for Parra, call me baba She's going for Gaga, baby, Valenciaga She's going for Parra, call me baba I feel tipsy and it looks like peck, peck, peck, peck, peck Or against a brother, we call it rex, rex, rex, rex, rex I feel tipsy and it looks like peck, peck, peck, peck, peck Or against a brother, we call it rex, rex, rex, rex, rex I raised the volume, I got her in vibes And I was in disguise at the time When I puffed, I got the ball, I passed the hole, she countered it I turned the car around, she knocked it down, she lost control, baby And we're going here, baby, you get me like this I said, baby, you're going to fly away She's going for Gaga, baby, Valenciaga She's going for Parra, call me baba She's going for Gaga, baby, Valenciaga She's going for Parra, call me baba I feel tipsy and it looks like peck, peck, peck, peck, peck Or against a brother, we call it rex, rex, rex, rex, rex And I feel tipsy and it looks like peck, peck, peck, peck, peck Or against a brother, we call it rex, rex, rex, rex, rex I said, baby, you're going to fly away I said, baby, you're going to fly away