Testo Worlds Worst Boyband - MC Virgins
Testo della canzone Worlds Worst Boyband (MC Virgins), tratta dall'album Worlds Worst Boyband
Look, what you watin' on?
Got a pool in the back, get your bikini on (What?)
Got a stereo, lemme play your favourite song (Ayy, ayy)
Gimme a copule of drinks and I'ma turn you on (Ah, huh)
It's like magic when I walkin' in the booth
Got a mattress, But no bed frame to proof (Nah)
Go on vacay, got a room left for two (Two)
But It's tragic, we don't got a good view (Yuh)
Baby tryna hit me on my cell phone
Tryna get up in my business, but It's self owned
Look, I don't give a fuck, but it's gettin' old
I'm with my boyband, you're not important, no
I'm prophet, stop, don't drop it, no, baby
'Cause you want me for my pockets, Well maybe
I'ma cop a whole sarcophagus
'Cause they gonna kill me, all these thots
But don't hate me, uh
I just wanna dance with you, girl, tonight (tonight)
I just wanna drink in my hand tonight
I'm just tryna see if you catch a vibe
You feelin' alright?
You feel it tonight?
Baby
This is a virgin party, welcome to the boss room
Benihana for dinner, I'll pay the cost too
Rick owens on my feet, and it cost two
MC Gibby at the top makin' boss moves
Big party in the hills, but you can't come
I'ma pull up five deep in a phantom
Told the bitch I ain't comin', she threw a tantrum
All types of designer, my drip random
Got a little groove when I dance, starin' at my pants
I know my shit small, give a white boy a chance, uh
Yeah, I just landed in France
Meme rap money got me buyin' all these brands
I'm at ross, 'cause I dress for less
You a broke boy, yeah, you live check to check
I'ma normal ass guy not tryna impress
We're the world worst band, yeah, I must confess, uh
I just wanna dance with you, girl, tonight (tonight)
I just wanna drink in my hand tonight
I'm just tryna see if you catch a vibe
You feelin' alright?
You feel it tonight?
Baby
Hit the dance floor, rubbin' on my pants, whore
You got a man, but I'm hearin' that your man's poor
Gimme a chance girl, I just wanna taste of it
Your waist on mine, two-step the pace of it
If my bass lit, that kid like a basic kick
We got some shit, baby, face it
My time with you too short, I won't waste it
I'm just sayin'
I'm just sayin'
In the dark, yeah, you lookin like my antidote
Girl, you fine, baby, I already got a hoe
Stop playin' with me, you ain't even at my show
I got sons, damn, all them bitches take my flow
And she pull up to my crib, give me fire dome
Put you on a first class, I'ma fly you home
I got a party in a few, girl, you tryna go?
I gotta know, will you dance with me tonight though?
I just wanna dance with you, girl, tonight (tonight)
I just wanna drink in my hand tonight
I'm just tryna see if you catch a vibe
You feelin' alright?
You feel it tonight?
Baby
I just wanna dance with you, girl, tonight (tonight)
I just wanna drink in my hand tonight
I'm just tryna see if you catch a vibe
You feelin' alright?
You feel it tonight?
Baby
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Bernstein, Lucio Dominice, Finn Conley, Alexander Howell, Jacob Kollegian
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