BADGRRRL
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Testo di BADGRRRL

AlbumAlter Ego
Anno2025
GenereK Pop
Lingua originaleInglese
Visualizzazioni8.8K
AaLettura
Dimensione 18

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And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?) And it go I just spilled my drink all on his Mowalola Everybody blowin' up my Motorola (uh) With five bad girls in the Honda Civic (Honda Civic) Feels like a Lambo from the way I whip it (whip, it, whip it) I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't) I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight (yeah) Yeah, I'm in a rush, I'm runnin' through the light Yeah, I'm in a rush, rush, rush Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?) Wakin' up to bruises I don't know how I got How much did I blow last night? I'm guessin' a lot This feel like the 'Rari, dropped the top in the rain Leave the party lookin' different than how I came Don't text me, I might come over You might get a four-leaf clover See the life flash through the backseat I don't feel like pullin' over I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't) I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, uh, what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?) And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?) And it go

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