somebody's gloss - focus_mashups lyrics
[pre-chorus iggy azalea]
i shoulda been left
i coulda been crept
you’re flirting with death (yeah)
boy, you’re flirting with death
tell me how you gon’ live with yourself
when i’m f-ckin’ on somebody else…
[chorus: charli xcx]
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
yeah, you know i’m sugary sweet
baby boy, gon’ rot your teeth like what
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
yeah, you know i’m sugary sweet
baby boy, gon’ rot your teeth like what
[verse 1: cupcakke & iggy azalea]
when we have s-x, f-f-ck me like you obsessed
servin’ you p-ssy for your lunch, so let me wear a hairnet (ahh)
freaky lil’ b-tch when i’m out with charli
yeah, we keep more eyes on us than the show icarly (we do)
bad b-tch, make the way you can’t get over me
yo -ss a p-ssy, i’m above it like a ovary (bad b-tch)
i’m talkin’ everyday, you gon’ wanna hit on this
so sticky, winnie the pooh ain’t got sh-t on this (nope)
come get you a sample, lick between the camel
p-ssy taste sweet ’cause i ate my pineapple (whoop)
light a couple candles, prove you could handle
p-ssy gooey like yolk before the egg scrambled (mmm)
never trust a man who wear briefs (briefs)
’cause he gon’ wanna f-ck and keep it brief (brief)
call again when you need somethin’ to eat (eat)
so i could open my legs, bon appét-t, let’s get it
sometimes i just think to myself…
[pre-chorus iggy azalea]
i shoulda been left
i coulda been crept
you’re flirting with death (yeah)
boy, you’re flirting with death
tell me how you gon’ live with yourself
when i’m f-ckin’ on somebody else…
[chorus: charli xcx]
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
yeah, you know i’m sugary sweet
baby boy, gon’ rot your teeth like what
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
yeah, you know i’m sugary sweet
baby boy, gon’ rot your teeth like what
[verse 2: cupcakke & iggy azalea]
more flavor than flavor flav, my p-ssy is very brave
give head like a g*nius, you could grade it the letter a (yeah)
been f-ckin’ since yesterday, still ’bout to escalate
do jumpin’ jacks on that d-ck, i don’t get tired like kevin gates (mmm)
go ahead, wash your face, got it sticky like paste
hand-cuffed, wearin’ lace, yeah, that’s how i catch a case (ahh ahh)
want another taste, you can meet me at chase (chase)
or catch me outside, i ain’t comin’ to your place
eatin’ all these sweets, f-ck around and get a cavity
used to call you daddy, but now i call you my majesty
hittin’ me from the back, but not talkin’ ’bout a battery
let’s bring a hundred girls to the room, what’s your capacity?
eatin’ all these sweets, f-ck around and get a cavity
used to call you daddy, but now i call you my majesty
hittin’ me from the back, but not talkin’ ’bout a battery
let’s bring a hundred girls to the room, what’s your capacity?
now that i think about it…
[pre-chorus iggy azalea]
i shoulda been left
i coulda been crept
you’re flirting with death (yeah)
boy, you’re flirting with death
tell me how you gon’ live with yourself
when i’m f-ckin’ on somebody else…
[chorus iggy azalea]
f-ckin’ on somebody else, somebody else
give this p-ssy to somebody else, somebody else
i be f-ckin’ with somebody else, somebody else
give this lovin’ to somebody else, somebody else
[refrain: charli xcx & cupcakke & iggy azalea]
oh, d-mn (oh, d-mn)
that flavour, flavour so good (hey!)
oh, d-mn (oh, d-mn)
that flavour, flavour so good (hey!)
oh, d-mn (oh, d-mn)
that flavour, flavour so good (hey!)
oh, d-mn (oh, d-mn)
that flavour, flavour so good (yeah!)
it’s gon’ k!ll you
[chorus iggy azalea, charli xcx & cupcakke]
f-ckin’ on somebody else, somebody else
give this p-ssy to somebody else, somebody else
i be f-ckin’ with somebody else, somebody else
give this lovin’ to somebody else, somebody else
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss…)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
(oh, d-mn, oh, d-mn, that flavor, flavor so good, hey)
(bring a hundred girls to the room…)
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss…)
mhmm, i keep it sticky-icky like lipgloss
(oh, d-mn, oh, d-mn, that flavor, flavor so good, hey)
(bring a hundred girls to the room…)
(drip, drip, so slick, that’s my lipgloss…)
(bring a hundred girls to the room…)
yeah, you know i’m sugary sweet
baby boy, gon’ rot your teeth like what
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