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Bah Khrist
Bah Khrist
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bah Khrist
Bah Khrist
Composer

歌詞

Devil in my bedroom babe, I just wish there was a way that I could tell you babe
Fuck me with the lights off, they keep judging me and I'm just tryna show you how you showed me
Feeling on your booty, confidential until I take you to the movies
I keep saying use me, till you really take off with my check this shit is boujee
Tell me I can be the one you call when you need it, I just wanna be there when you call cause you need it
Records as you push me till you "best friend" came
Reckless with my money, I ain't have no fame
Usually we don't get little kids involved
Funny how you treat me cause my hearts involved
Devil in my bedroom babe, I just wish there was a way that I could tell you babe
Fuck me with the lights off, they keep judging me and I'm just tryna show you how you showed me
Gucci, Fendi, Prada, I'm gon get you that because you never had a father
You said you gonna do it for me, talk it like Obama
Then when show me karma
I know we'll be right if I go jump up off a bridge
Say you want that bread well girl, you gotta take risk
I go turn myself in and I ain't crying over it
All alone, I go turn myself in, I ain't crying over it
Devil in my bedroom babe, I just wish there was a way that I could tell you babe
Fuck me with the lights off, they keep judging me and I'm just tryna show you how you showed me
Written by: Bah Khrist
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