"Before This" lyrics
LATER & CASisDEAD Lyrics
[CASISDEAD:]
Hey, this the wave now man
Yeah
CAS
Yeah I jumped out the matte black
Swagger like the Rat Pack
Jacket, no snapback
Nah, na I don't have Snapchat
I'm not easy to contact
I'm old school like that
She real cheeky with the backchat
Yeah you talk a good one, let's see if you can back that
You left no room to backtrack
You should see my room, bading, fat cat
In fact, if you skip the chit chat
We could beat the traffic, I'll get you back intact
You ain't gotta call back
See me anytime in the form of a flashback
Flashbang
Quick ting, smash, grab
Champers, pancakes, breakfast, black cab
Yeah we tapping no claptrap
Ain't getting sidetracked
Or signing no contract
[LATER:]
When you called me the first time
I knew you didn't have to be mine
But baby for tonight
We can look into each other's eyes
And pretend
That this addictive tension will never end
You don't have to call me tomorrow
I'll be long gone
And the thought of whatever was
I'll put it all into the song
[CASISDEAD:]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, this the wave now man
Told you, it's what we do init
Yeah, tell 'em
[LATER:]
When I see you next time
Will you have learnt to read my mind?
Woah
Tell me can you hear my body?
All I can feel is my body
Ooh, it's when you get close, when you get close, when you get close
When you get close, when you get close
You don't have to call me tomorrow
All I want is for this fantasy to be real
[CASISDEAD:]
Yeah, little setback, slight mishap
She ain't on my hook now and I kinda miss that
About to get caught up, I can't risk that
We had an arrangement, it's all going amiss now
See I'm slicker than A Pimp Named Slickback
Dizzy off of dib dabs, spinnin' like a slipmat
Kick back, billin' up a zig zag
I whip it to her flat, true she hotter than chip fat
I admit that I should keep my distance
But I need a fix and I got low resistance
To her charisma, I really need assistance
Got under my skin, need to get her out my system
In the rear mirror you can see the pistons
Twenty inch ten spokes, spinning like a discus
Listening to Prince in the Discman
About to say something wet, hope she listening
Hey, this the wave now man
Yeah
CAS
Yeah I jumped out the matte black
Swagger like the Rat Pack
Jacket, no snapback
Nah, na I don't have Snapchat
I'm not easy to contact
I'm old school like that
She real cheeky with the backchat
Yeah you talk a good one, let's see if you can back that
You left no room to backtrack
You should see my room, bading, fat cat
In fact, if you skip the chit chat
We could beat the traffic, I'll get you back intact
You ain't gotta call back
See me anytime in the form of a flashback
Flashbang
Quick ting, smash, grab
Champers, pancakes, breakfast, black cab
Yeah we tapping no claptrap
Ain't getting sidetracked
Or signing no contract
[LATER:]
When you called me the first time
I knew you didn't have to be mine
But baby for tonight
We can look into each other's eyes
And pretend
That this addictive tension will never end
You don't have to call me tomorrow
I'll be long gone
And the thought of whatever was
I'll put it all into the song
[CASISDEAD:]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, this the wave now man
Told you, it's what we do init
Yeah, tell 'em
[LATER:]
When I see you next time
Will you have learnt to read my mind?
Woah
Tell me can you hear my body?
All I can feel is my body
Ooh, it's when you get close, when you get close, when you get close
When you get close, when you get close
You don't have to call me tomorrow
All I want is for this fantasy to be real
[CASISDEAD:]
Yeah, little setback, slight mishap
She ain't on my hook now and I kinda miss that
About to get caught up, I can't risk that
We had an arrangement, it's all going amiss now
See I'm slicker than A Pimp Named Slickback
Dizzy off of dib dabs, spinnin' like a slipmat
Kick back, billin' up a zig zag
I whip it to her flat, true she hotter than chip fat
I admit that I should keep my distance
But I need a fix and I got low resistance
To her charisma, I really need assistance
Got under my skin, need to get her out my system
In the rear mirror you can see the pistons
Twenty inch ten spokes, spinning like a discus
Listening to Prince in the Discman
About to say something wet, hope she listening
