Testo Best Friend [Remix] - Saweetie feat. Stefflon Don & Doja Cat
Testo della canzone Best Friend [Remix] (Saweetie feat. Stefflon Don & Doja Cat), tratta dall'album Best Friend (feat. Doja Cat) [Remix EP] [Extended Edition]
That' my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car, she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club (oh yeah), know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
You know I'm always killin' the show
In the streets I'm a lady, in the bed I'm a hoe
Ain't a stripper but I really put it down on the pole
Plus I get busy in the kitchen, flick my wrist on the stove
That's my best friend, touch her and you're gonna need your friendem
Bredrin, murder your body like a I wrote that (huh)
Cold cut, ain't got no respect for a hoe (huh)
Lotion, your man wanna drink me like a potion (Don)
Oh shit, make a bitch croak quick
Lick the lolly, poppy, sucky, sucky, no kiss
Pull up on me like a cat and you wan' hit that diss
In the box, Roddy Ricch, better get in and swim
All these niggas wanna fuck on me (yeah)
I get paid to sit pretty, plus my wrist icy (yeah)
Then your man flew me out 'cause he want a bad bih (uh, yeah)
Ass fat, gotta jump, just get into my jeans (woo)
Hot stepper, we hotter than pepper
Shabba madda pot, just a bubble like cheddar
16 shot with the Glock, no pressure
Just spin, if you think you're bad then try, touch my best friend
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car, she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club (oh, yeah), know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
Beep beep, is that my bestie in a Tessie?
Fresh blow out, skin on ten, ooh, she ready
Bitch, you look goodt, with a T at the end
I'ma hype her every time, that my motherfuckin' friend
She been down since the jellies and the bobos
Now we steppin' out the Jeep in Manolo's
When we pull up to the scene, they be filled with jealousy
If a bitch get finicky, she gon' bring that energy (pop-pop-pop)
I hit her phone with the tea, like, "Bitch, guess what?
All the rich-ass boys wanna fuck on us!"
All this ass sittin' up, you could look, don't touch
In our bag, bust some bands every time we link up
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Got her own money, she don't need no nig'
On the dance floor, she had two, three drinks
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
That's my best friend, she a real bad bitch
Drive her own car, she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club, know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come back in
Hah, best friend, you the baddest and you know it (you know)
Uh-oh, girl I think our booty growin' (ayy, yeah)
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (pose)
Best friend, damn, you motherfuckin' glowin' (woo-woo)
Best friend, damn, your wrist look like it's frozen
Uh-oh, girl I think our booty growin' (uh-oh)
Fuck it up in the mirror, hit them poses (hit the pose)
Best friend, you my motherfuckin' soulmate
Credits
Writer(s): Lukasz Gottwald, Rocco Valdes, Theron Thomas, Amala Zandile Dlamini, Diamonte Harper, Randall Avery Hammers, Asia Smith
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