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INTERPRÉTATION
Slayyyter
Slayyyter
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kris Barman
Kris Barman
Paroles/Composition
Catherine Garner
Catherine Garner
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Wuki
Wuki
Production
John Greenham
John Greenham
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

Baby blue Benz out front (ooh) Louis, Murakami, always get what I want (get what I want) Look but don't touch (don't) I eat boys like you for breakfast, dinner and lunch (dinner and lunch) Pop a pill in the club (yeah) Only havin' fun when I self-destruct (uh) I'm about to act up Fuck if I let a man get what he wants I will fuckin' kill you if you try to talk to me Test me, I'll burn you up to the third fucking degree You bitches all boring, that shit is putting me to sleep If you're so fuckin' hungry, then I think you better eat, eat Bitch I am the queen, white castle Pussy real fat with a tight bleached asshole (oh) Reverse cowgirl, tiе him with a lasso (yeah) Take all of his money, run away to El Paso (ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) I play him likе chess (yeah) He can't help himself when I am getting undressed (ah-ah-ah-ah) Now he's obsessed (uh) Boy stop fuckin' callin' me, you need to do less (need to do less) I will fuckin' kill you if you try to talk to me Test me, I'll burn you up to the third fucking degree You bitches all boring, that shit is putting me to sleep If you're so fuckin' hungry, then I think you better eat, eat I will fuckin' kill you if you try to talk to me Test me, I'll burn you up to the third fucking degree You bitches all boring, that shit is putting me to sleep If you're so fuckin' hungry, then I think you better eat, eat
Writer(s): Kris Barman, Catherine Grace Garner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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