Lyrics

1, 2, 3 Boys Like to throw a damper Then trying to squeeze your heart However I heard your bullshit I was never been tamed so far Get me my drink (yeah, boy) I know what you think (yeah, boy) Let me wipe your smile in name of glory I'm the worst girl I freak the whole world This is the blood in my veins Begin to boil when you're fake You're not the first who messed up You like me Then funk (you) Funk Boys Will be boys Think they're hitting the target Making us have no choice But to to accept the thumpers You're making too much noise Get me My drink On a tip-toe Let me wipe your smile in name of glory I'm the worst girl I freak the whole world This is the blood in my veins Begin to boil when you're fake You're not the first who messed up You like me Then funk (you) Funk Wrapped it up in a bow and gave it like a gift Boy is thinking he can play me if he payed for my drink Take it easy boy What if you don't please me boy Didn't you mother teach you Didn't her good sense reach you Didn't you mother teach you Didn't her good sense reach you It's not cool to be fake It's not cool to be fake And I can play harder Oops Then funk (you) Funk You like me Then funk (you) Funk You like me
Writer(s): Mary Vegga Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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