Future Nostalgia
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Future Nostalgia

Lyricist: Dua Lipa, Jeff Bhasker & Clarence Coffee Jr.    Composer: Dua Lipa, Jeff Bhasker & Clarence Coffee Jr.

Future

You want a timeless song, I wanna change the game
Like modern architecture, John Lautner coming your way
I know you like this beat 'cause Jeff's been doin' the damn thing
You wanna turn it up loud, Future Nostalgia is the name

I know you're dying trying to figure me out
My name's on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can't handle my sound
My sound, my sound

No matter what you do, I'm gonna get it without ya (Hey, hey)
I know you ain't used to a female alpha (No way, no way)
No matter what you do, I'm gonna get it without ya (Hey, hey)
I know you ain't used to a female alpha (No way, no way)

Can't be a rolling stone if you live in a glass house
You keep on talking that talk, one day, you're gonna blast out
You can't be bitter if I'm out here showing my face
You want one now looks like, let me give you a taste

I know you're dying trying to figure me out
My name's on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can't handle my sound
My sound, my sound

No matter what you do, I'm gonna get it without ya (Hey, hey)
I know you ain't used to a female alpha (No way, no way)
No matter what you do, I'm gonna get it without ya (Hey, hey)
I know you ain't used to a female alpha (No way, no way)

You can't get with this if you ain't built for this
You can't get with this if you ain't built for this
I can't build you up if you ain't tough enough
I can't teach a man how to wear his pants

I know you're dying trying to figure me out
My name's on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can't handle my sound
My sound, my sound
I know you're dying trying to figure me out
My name's on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can't handle my sound
My sound, my sound

My sound, my sound, my sound
(Future nostalgia)