Lyrics

Ugh, I'm bored I think it's about time we Spice things up a bit Listen up and let me let ya know I'm coming in hot with a spicy flow So get dolled up and be a hoe Pull up to the club and drop it low But the boys wanna know where my dingaling go Where my dingaling go? My dingaling go?! The boys wanna know where my dingaling go! Where my dingaling go My dingaling go Hold up you know I'm a doll Like the plastic ones that you can get at the mall Ain't got parts like a normal girl Cuz I'm just a drag queen that will rock ya world So you lookin' at me with curiosity If you wanna grab the goodies Then you gotta pay a fee Eyeing downstairs like sis, what's the tea? If you see a meaty tuck That's on you, not me But the boys wanna know where my dingaling go Where my dingaling go? My dingaling go? The boys wanna know where my dingaling go! Where my dingaling go My dingaling go Imma hot mess rocking AliExpress Mini skirts no gown or dress Taped up my ass all the way to my chest Can't find it? It's called a GPS! So look around, I'm the drag Princess Da da da da da da dingaling Da da da da da da dingaling Boys call me up like like ringaling I know they're mad cuz I don't want a flingaling But might change my mind if I get that blingaling Bla bla bla bla bla bla blingaling Bla bla bla bla bla bla blingaling Da da da da da da dingaling Dingaling Dingaling Dingaling Dingaling
Writer(s): Luc Coyle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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