Atom - Automatic Lyrics
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Automatic
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What Are The Lyrics For Automatic By Atom?
(feat. ATOM)
[Verse 1 - Cowboy Troy] She's sittin' at the bar, sippin?on a beverage Try to use your platinum card to get leverage It don't matter, she's got her own She's got diamonds for buttons on her cellular phone She's a cutie with a booty, a hottie with a body Get her on the dance floor, gonna get naughty Don't mean no harm, just a little fun 'Til it's time for breakfast and you see the sun [ATOM] Can't find the key to the door where her heart is Can't find no magic word to say all the things I want to say There's no equation for that rose, she only knows when she goes! [Chorus - ATOM] She's automatic, she's automatic She turns on when she wants to Don't give her no static, she's automatic She turns on when she wants to Automatic [Verse 2 - Cowboy Troy] The beat gets fast and you're cravin' more Suddenly you make you way to the floor It's a hick-hop beat boy your body is pumped All the fine ladies just shakin' their butts Step up to one then you ask her to dance It appears to you she's in a trance Take your time son play your position 'Cause that's the primary mission [ATOM] Can't find the key to the door where her heart is Can't find no magic word to say all the things I want to say There's no equation for that rose, she only knows when she goes! [Repeat Chorus] [Repeat Chorus x 2] |
Who Wrote Automatic By Atom?
Troy Coleman, John D. Rich, Adam Shoenfeld
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What's The Duration Of The Automatic By Atom?The duration of Automatic is 4:23 minutes and seconds. |
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