BADGRRRL

LISA

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    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, uh, what?)
    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?)
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    And it go

    I just spilled my drink all on his Mowalola
    Everybody blowin' up my Motorola (uh)
    With five bad girls in the Honda Civic (Honda Civic)
    Feels like a Lambo from the way I whip it (whip, it, whip it)

    I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't)
    I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight (yeah)
    Yeah, I'm in a rush, I'm runnin' through the light
    Yeah, I'm in a rush, rush, rush

    Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up
    Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun
    When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes
    I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

    Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up
    Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun
    When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes
    I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

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    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (uh, what?)
    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, uh, what?)
    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?)
    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?)

    Wakin' up to bruises I don't know how I got
    How much did I blow last night? I'm guessin' a lot
    This feel like the 'Rari, dropped the top in the rain
    Leave the party lookin' different than how I came

    Don't text me, I might come over
    You might get a four-leaf clover
    See the life flash through the backseat
    I don't feel like pullin' over

    I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't)
    I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight

    Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up
    Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun
    When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes
    I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

    Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up
    Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot, it feels fun
    When I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes
    I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (uh, what?)
    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (yeah, uh, what?)
    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?)
    And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (what?)
    And it go

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    Composición: Mark Williams, Lisa, Raul Cubina, Kobe Hood, Nathan Andrew Chen y Philip Andre Mueller

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