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Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike
Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike
Interprète
Paris Hilton
Paris Hilton
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dimitri Thivaios
Dimitri Thivaios
Composition
Michael Thivaios
Michael Thivaios
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Andrew Okamura
Andrew Okamura
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Naomi Abergel
Naomi Abergel
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Jacqueline Miskanic
Jacqueline Miskanic
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Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike
Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike
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AOBeats
AOBeats
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That bouncer was so hot But, honestly, that's not an excuse to be f-g rude Literally "What promoter are you with?" As if I even need a f-g promoter to get into this club No, like, literally, you don't deserve that Ugh, why isn't my phone charging? D'you need a pee? Yeah, I have to pee Alright, let's go Walk in VIP, don't need no drink tickets, buddy I got money, milk and honey All my bitches actin' funny Like, uh, they poppin' bottles like, uh They on my body like, uh They got the tab and they call me bad But all I see is boys, boys everywhere tryna make a pass But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass Boys, boys everywhere tryna make a pass But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Fu-fu-boys, boys Being rude Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Alright, let's go Emptyin' they pockets like it's gonna make moves They say, "Ooh, I like your shoes Oh you mess with Jimmy Choo?" Uh, they poppin' bottles like, uh They on my body like, uh They got the tab and they call me bad But all I see is boys, boys everywhere tryna make a pass But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass Fu-fu-boys, boys everywhere tryna make a pass But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass) Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Fu-fu- boys, boys Being rude Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Fu-fu– Boys, boys being rude Should I have another one? Yeah, you deserve it We woke up like before noon every day this week Hashtag #girlsonthegrind (ha, ha) Uh, I love you, do you wanna leave? There's another party I wanna get to Yaaaaas Is anyone in there? Alright, let's go Lights on, gotta leave here now They're clearin' out the room I don't care, let's get some food Screw that, we're goin' to the moon Like, uh, we poppin', sippin' like, uh And now we trippin' like damn I feel super, caught a Uber But it turns out he's a oooh boy So I told him step up on the gas 'Cause I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass Boys, boys everywhere tryna make a pass But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass) Fu-fu– Should I go home with the broker dude or the chef guy? The chef Ty Dolla makes me kinda horny No, do the chef He just followed me on Instagram, that's kinda cute Aw, you think he'll make you breakfast? Delete that off your story, you can see me in the background No, no, you look so cute What are you looking at?
Writer(s): Michael Thivaios, Andrew Okamura, Jacqueline Miskanic, Dimitrios Thivaios, Naomi Abergel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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