Lyrics

What they gonna say when they can't get none of me 'Cause I'm on a plane with a bag in Germany Come on, come on, you know I keep it one hundred I'm a Bonnie and Clyde, don't try to find me I feel [?] like I got it painted Take a picture, it can make you famous (It will) Touching on a million alone Toss it up and watch it hit the floor (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I might need somebody, 'cause I'm being naughty, ooh-whoa I'm gonna need another one 'fore I leave this party, ooh-whoa It's written all over your face I got the sauce you wanna taste I got the city bout to blow You see, you see, this ain't no joke So tell the DJ drop the bass (Mmh...) So good (So tell the DJ drop the bass) (Mmh...) So good, so tell the DJ drop the bass (Mmh...) So good, so tell the DJ drop the bass (Mmh...) So good All them other boys that make a lotta noise [?] toys, never lighten up So come [?] get down to ride it, what You talk a lot of stuff, let's get the party going (What's up) Don't try me 'cause I get it popping Can't buy me my pockets so rock it So what you want from me (From me) Come and show me what it's gonna be I might need somebody, 'cause I'm being naughty, ooh-whoa I'm gonna need another one 'fore I leave this party, ooh-whoa It's written all over your face I got the sauce you wanna taste I got the city bout to blow You see, you see, this ain't no joke So tell the DJ drop the bass (Mmh...) So good (So tell the DJ drop the bass) (Mmh...) So good, so tell the DJ drop the bass (Mmh...) So good, so tell the DJ drop the bass (Mmh...) So good
Writer(s): Joseph Edward Macklin, Ryanna Stearns, David C. Wade, Serayah Ranee Mcneill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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