Testi
[Verse 1]
Walk down the street like I run it
All the boys say that they love it
And the girls, they push and shoving
In the club, I cause a ruckus
Don't repeat that you want it
I'm speaking, it's no discussion
Head bang it till a concussion
Three drinks in, maybe we fucking
[Chorus]
He wanna mess with my makeup
But his face kinda ugly
When I get real fucked up
He look just like James Dean
[Chorus]
He look just like James Dean
[Verse 2]
Latex lipstick, high heels
My credit card declined
Money on the bed when
We fucking from behind
Clothes off, stereo on
I party every night
Latex lipstick, high heels
[Chorus]
He look just like James Dean
He look just like James Dean
[Verse 3]
Make a bitch wanna slit her wrists
He ain't ever met another girl like this
I don't need ass when I'm Ms. New Tits
I don't need cash, I don't pay for shit
[Verse 4]
She wanna sound like Slayyyter but it's not hitting
It's my track that the DJs be spinning
It's not you whores that keep on keep winning
I heard your new song, and bitch, it's not giving
[Chorus]
He look just like James Dean
Written by: Catherine Garner, Jacob Decoteau, Jonathan Bach, Nicolas DiPietrantonio, Owen Jackson, Slayyyter
