Letra

We hit the elevator right up to the rooftop The bass is pumping make me wanna screw the top off Yeah, we'll be drinking and nobody gonna stop us And we'll be kissing anybody that's around us I just wanna have fun tonight (Love this shit tonight) Pull me under the flashing light Ohh ohh ohh ohh Let me blow up this house tonight Let me blow up this house tonight (Gonna blow up!) Bitch move I'm Madonna, these hoes know Bitch I'm Madonna You gonna love this You can't touch this Cause I'm bad bitch Who do you think you are? You can't miss this, this lucky star Ohh ohh ohh ohh Who do you think you are? Hold up with my nose up And that rose up in that thanga I'm froze up, but my stove up Cause he eatin' like this his dinner I run shit, I don't fall back Cause I'm on track, I'm a sprinter I'm bossed up, I got em all struck It's not a toss up, I'm the winner Beep-beep, bitch move 'Fore I bang bang with that Uz That's Miu Miu on my shoes Ain't got a thing left for me to prove It's that bottle service all night It's that poppin' urban just right It's that go hard or go home zone Bitch, I'm Madonna, these hoes know Bitch I'm Madonna Bitch I'm Madonna You gonna love this You can't touch this Cause I'm bad bitch Who do you think you are? You can't miss this, this lucky star Ohh ohh ohh ohh Wanna go out this house tonight (Gonna blow up!) Bitch move Wanna go out this house tonight I'm Madonna, these hoes know
Writer(s): Ariel Zvi Rechtshaid, Maureen Anne Mcdonald, Madonna L. Ciccone, Onika Tanya Maraj, Thomas Wesley Pentz, Tobias Gad, Samuel Long Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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