"Had Enough" lyrics

"Had Enough"

Can't pretend we've had enough
This party ends when we say so
She's a brown-eyed demon from the West Side
(She tell me, she tell me)
In the nighttime she flies

I bought the drink
She loves the drugs
I plead the 5th, she's way too much
But I'm like
Ready, set and go
I played it way too cool
And so professional
Pick it on up
Like a pickup truck
Drop it on me
But it ain't enough
To fill my cup
Sipping slowly
On Juice & Gin
We play to win
And just when I thought
The night would end
She said

Can't pretend we've had enough
This party ends when we say so
She's a brown-eyed demon from the West Side
(She tell me, she tell me)
In the nighttime she flies

I'm drowning, thoughts in my head
No X and O's, you're just toxic instead
Oh! She's got a tight grip on my conscience
But that's my new kink, if I were to be honest
(Ooh and)
No crystal ball can tell us all where this night's gonna end
I'm mixing drinks and hit the peak when the high is settling in
No limit, she ain't really got no limit
And if it's in the bank, I spend it
Hold up, let me finish, one minute, one minute

I can feel my heartbeat
Deep inside
Every night it's
2 shots, 4play
Drowning, time away
Can't get enough
These nights, just can't get enough
Just can't get enough
These nights, just can't get enough

Can't pretend we've had enough
(Can't pretend)
This party ends when we say so
(This party never ends, the party never ends)
She's a brown-eyed demon from the West Side
(And she keeps on telling me that)
In the nighttime she flies


Writer(s): Kendrick Nicholls, Jared Leonardo Lee, Jason Marcus Kellner, Jared Paul Solomon, Gabriel Spaulding Fox-peck, Sherwynn Nicholls
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