積分

演出藝人
That Girl Lay Lay
That Girl Lay Lay
演出者
詞曲
Alaya High
Alaya High
詞曲創作
Acie High
Acie High
詞曲創作
Erica Breaux
Erica Breaux
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
DJ X.O.
DJ X.O.
製作人
DJ XO
DJ XO
製作人

歌詞

I know one thing
My summer is giving
Act bad summer, real bad summer
Hot girl summer
Phone on D N D, I don't see your calls on my phone
I don't know what you talking about
I don't see you out here
(It's so comfy, I'll mean)
Yeah, I ate, (yeah, I ate) uh, she ate (uh, she ate)
Yeah, I ate, (yeah, I ate) uh, she ate (uh, she ate)
Yeah, I ate, real bad, real bad, real bad
Yeah, she ate, real bad, real bad, real bad
Uh, I ate, (uh-hm) yeah, I ate (uh-huh)
Uh, she ate, (uh-hm) yeah, I ate (uh-huh)
Uh, she ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Yeah, I ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
It's giving back that thang up
It's giving, It's giving
It's giving tear the club up
It's giving sis, 80'd up
It's giving up, if give you buck
It's giving lit, we flamed up
Its giving, sis got her bag
But she didn't change up
Acting bad at home, I got my lashes on
Then we hit the south side
Now we back outside
Boy, don't hit my phone
No, I'm not alone
All these texts you sending me
I swear It's giving D N D
Huh, he can't call me back (no)
Call not coming through
He can't call me back (I swear)
Uh, huh, I'm outside (yeah)
I'm outside, yeah
Turn me up, yeah
Yeah, I ate, (yeah, I ate) uh, she ate (uh, she ate)
Yeah, I ate, (yeah, I ate) uh, she ate (uh, she ate)
Yeah, I ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Yeah, she ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Uh, I ate, (uh-hm) yeah, I ate (uh-huh)
Uh, she ate, (uh-hm) yeah, I ate (uh-huh)
Uh, she ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Yeah, I ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
I be balling like 25, eight (huh)
Hold up baby, give me that pipe (hmm)
I don't even care what I say (hoe)
Boy get outta my face (keep playing)
My mouth get smart, if you lit it (you lit it)
And you know I'ma sight it, I seen it
All she need is a fridge, to dance some more (what else)
Is it cash I'm accord, is it crib? (Hmm)
The bitches swear that I'm the puppet queen
Run your mouth like it was Halloween
Somehow bitches say, "I'm probably mean"
But if I'm at the present, then it was prolly paid (hmm)
One day after I have a party thing
I will really ever stop it? (Huh)
I'm making money by the minute, baby
But yeah, I can't make an appointment
Honey say, "Hello I'm little boy"
Sex filled fun and light day
He gon' try to cum inside of me
But he gon' have to cum the right way
Really duffle in the back seat (hmm)
Cut his ass out the right friends
He know I don't really like lames
And ain't nobody like lames
Yeah, I ate, (yeah, I ate) uh, she ate (uh, she ate)
Yeah, I ate, (yeah, I ate) uh, she ate (uh, she ate)
Yeah, I ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Yeah, she ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Uh, I ate, (uh-hm) yeah, I ate (uh-huh)
Uh, she ate, (uh-hm) yeah, I ate (uh-huh)
Uh, she ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Yeah, I ate, real bad, real bad, real bad (real bad)
Written by: Acie High, Alaya High, Erica Breaux
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