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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
Lyricist: Lozeak
Lyrics:
Woah! Better let me out the taxi I wanna get in my skin, get scrappy I know they wanna see my panties They wanna get hard, see stars, get nasty 'Cuz my walk, my talk, designer My body made from all the finest Let's go get hot, won't need a lighter I'm right outside don't gotta find ya I already know, it's going down when I arrive Arrive Arri-i-i-i-ive So, baby look at me I'm the dreams that your boyfriend takes to sleep I'm the photo your girlfriend wants to keep Take a picture Get your camera, camera I'm the alpha, alpha Baby look at me I'm the visions your boyfriend can't believe I'm the photo that everybody needs Take a picture Get your camera, camera I'm the alpha, alpha I look like Barbie I smoke like Marley I only got dressed so you'd take it off me Yeah I'm the party I sip Bacardi I only do shots if they're from your body Drop your jaw On your floor Pick it up, like no one saw Oh I'm adored What's 4+4? I ate it up, no knife and fork I already know, it's going down when I arrive Arrive Arri-i-i-i-ive So, baby look at me I'm the dreams that your boyfriend takes to sleep I'm the photo your girlfriend wants to keep Take a picture Get your camera, camera I'm the alpha, alpha Baby look at me I'm the visions your boyfriend can't believe I'm the photo that everybody needs Take a picture Get your camera, camera I'm the alpha, alpha La, la, la, la, la La, la la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la Get your camera, camera I'm the alpha, alpha
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