Tekst Utworu

Sweet Sweet, sweet Sipping Henny and punch in my element Want that tenderness touch on my caramel I'll be under the sun with my umbrella No more Cinderella days, no, not forever 'Work hard, play hard', that's my motto Got my mojo back and I'm feeling fresher Check out this weather I got this set up with my number one Luxury (ooh-ah) Finer things (oh) Everything I ever dreamed Wanna make it reality Hold up, I'm talking to the devil Mrs. Money got me working on a schedule Now there's eyes on me, I'm a target Had to sell my soul for the profit And I feel the pressure more than ever Still I got it better, check out this weather Can't hold me down, said, "Na, na, na, no" I've been this way since I was a girl Know what I want, so I go get the gold More pearls than my head has its curls What's life if you can't shape the world? And what it cost was the seven sins I don't wanna try remembering Traded friends for some vitamins 'Least I never really fitted in Did what I did 'cause I want that Luxury (oh, I want them) Finer things (oh, I want) Everything I ever dreamed Wanna make it reality Oh, luxury (if it's me against the world, I want them) Finer things (finer things) Everything I ever dreamed Wanna make it reality Mm, oh, I know what's good for me (Ha) oh (yeah, what is that), that sweet, sweet (oh, yeah) Oh, can't shake it off of me But is it what it seems? (But is it what it seems?) Oh (oh, whoa, ooh, oh) Oh (yeah) Oh Oh
Writer(s): Chris Hargreaves, Elijah Aduu, Ian Garland, Sophie Bond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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