Lyrics

Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot at the body shop Doing something unholy Doing something unholy Doing something unholy Lucky, lucky girl She got married to a boy like you She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew Bout all the - you tell me that you do Dirty, dirty boy You know everyone is talking on the scene I hear them whispering bout all the places that you've been And how you don't know how to keep your business clean Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop He's sat back while she's dropping it Yea, she's popping it Yes, she put it down slowly Oo-ee-oo-ee-oo, he left at Ho-ee-oo-ee-ome so he could get that Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop Doing something unholy Mm daddy, daddy if you want it drop the add'y Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy You gon' need to bag it up, cause I'm spending all on Rodeo You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the a.m He get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rhianna He always call me 'cause I never cause no drama And when you want it baby, you know I got you covered And when you need it baby, just jump under the covers Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doing something unholy He's sat back while she's dropping it Yea, she's popping it Yes, she put it down slowly Oo-ee-oo-ee-oo, he left his kids at Ho-ee-oo-ee-ome, so he could get that Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doing something unholy Doing something unholy Doing something unholy
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