Hostess (Stripped|Explicit)-MORGAN

歌手 : MORGAN

专辑 : Alien (Stripped) [Explicit]

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:40

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TXT Hostess (Stripped|Explicit)-MORGAN 文本歌词

作词 : Morgan Connie Smith/Oliver Rodigan/Isaac Sakima/Jasper Lee Harris

作曲 : Morgan Connie Smith/Oliver Rodigan/Isaac Sakima/Jasper Lee Harris

Chorus:

I’ m your mother****ing hostess

Hot benz, all tens, got the mostest

Raise a mother****ing flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

I’ m your mother****ing hostess

Hot benz, all tens, got the mostest

Raise a mother****ing flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

V1:

You can pop bottles if you want

Giving off charm, hanging *****es from your arm

So you think you’ve got style but you don’t

You ’re not coming in, even with your Gucci coat

I’m looking at the ice on your throat

Talking so big boy, I hope you don’t choke

Yeah you’ve got a little something on your nose

You ain’t coming in it’s a broke-free zone

Yeah I know you’re leasing your Lambo

Arms so jack like you’re Rambo

Yeah I know you’ve never seen a bankroll

(Uhhh, uhhh)

Yeah I know you’re leasing your iPhone, yeah

Play the bad boy like you’re Santo, yeah

Really think you’re Rocky but you’re Fat Joe

Scaramooosh, do the Mitch fantago

Chorus:

I’m your mother****ing hostess

Hot benz, all tens, got the mostest

Raise a mother****ing flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

I’ m your mother****ing hostess

Hot benz, all tens, got the mostest

Raise a mother****ing flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

V2:

Gold finish

Gold trimmings

Gold simmons

What you gonna do with these?

Double digits

Six figures

Ice earrings

What you gonna do with these?

See me in my story in my villa

I be by the cupboard with the liquor

Queen of the desert, like Pracilla

No pre-game, no mixer

Did ya momma tell u all the do’s and don’ts?

It’s a girls night, should’ve stayed at home

Now I could really do without your cheap cologne

You could empty out a room with your pheromones

Did ya mumma tell you all the do’s and don’ts?

You can’t even touch me in my Saint Laurent

Tryna catch a bag, but ya can’t get stoned

Brag about your boys, but you’re all alone

Chorus:

I’m your mother****ing hostess

Hot benz, all tens, got the mostest

Raise a mother ****ing flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted

I’ m your mother****ing hostess

Hot benz, all tens, got the mostest

Raise a mother****ing flute for the toast, yeah

Locked in, tell your friends where we posted