Testo Bed Squeak - Brooke Candy
Testo della canzone Bed Squeak (Brooke Candy), tratta dall'album Opulence EP
Make the bed squeak
Make the bed squeak
Make the bed squeak
Make the bed squeak
Make the bed squeak
Make the bed squeak
Make the bed squeak
Make the bed squeak
I'm crack on the track
Bring it back one time
When it slap on time
Make it clap so fine
Rewind it, wind it
Double time it
Grind it, find it
Then refine it
Climb the walls and break yo' spine
It's my turn now, so lose your mind,
When Candy on the track,
The flow so bad, I make it break the crime.
Cleanse your soul, I'm Penicillin
I shed a tear, I'm hurting feelings.
I'm stacking dough, I make a killing.
I fuck your girl, can't wreck the women.
I'm gone with the wind, fabulous.
Gucci swimsuit, look so glamorous,
Man you know that they can handle it,
Make it scandalous,
Bitch I'm fabulous.
I can't make it any clearer,
Come nearer, I'll make your head freak.
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak.
Think I'm head-strong?
Bitch, you dead weak!
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak.
I can't make it any clearer,
Come nearer, I'll make your head freak.
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak.
Think I'm head-strong?
Bitch, you dead weak!
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak
You in a snap back
Tip your cap back
I got my sights on you
Imma tap that
Wrap that up
And I'm attack that
Suiting up for duty, hazmat
Bad ass bitch
Your career took a cat nap
You had that now fall back track
Cause fag mobs the rat pack
Now your call back ain't worth crack, uh!
You can hate on a bitch, but I'm slaying it
You can act like my track, ain't worth playing it
I'm on the tip of your tongue, now you're saying it
Candy is the new religion, get to praying it
I can't make it any clearer,
Come nearer, I'll make your head freak.
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak.
Think I'm head-strong?
Bitch, you dead weak!
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak
I can't make it any clearer,
Come nearer, I'll make your head freak.
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak.
Think I'm head-strong?
Bitch, you dead weak!
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak
I'm bout to sack a bitch,
I'm bout to sack a bitch,
You can't candle it, I'm bad,
I'm bout to sack a bitch
Bitch, I'm fabulous,
I'm bout to sack a bitch
You can't handle it, I'm bad,
I'm bout to sack a bitch,
I can't make it any clearer,
Come nearer, I'll make your head freak.
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak.
Think I'm head-strong?
Bitch, you dead weak!
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak
I can't make it any clearer,
Come nearer, I'll make your head freak.
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak.
Think I'm head-strong?
Bitch, you dead weak!
Lose your inhibitions
Be stripping and make the bed squeak
Credits
Writer(s): Allan Grigg, Jesse St John, Brooke Candy, Saul Vasquez
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