BAEwatch Songtext
von Laurell
BAEwatch Songtext
911, what′s your emergency?
I've got bitches in the back seat
Leanin′ on the backbeat
Throwin' up the f-you dough
We drivin' like it′s stolen
Meltin′ like a snowman
With a California glow
Yeah, you and you, oh, baby, you can BAEwatch
Drool and drool, yeah, looky-loo, but don't touch
Fry an egg on concrete, not ready for this heat
Smokin′ like it's rolled West Coast
Yeah, we get it blazin′
Got everybody sayin'
Fire
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that's hot
So fire that you just can′t touch it (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Ooh, man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it
When bitches get together, honey, you in danger
Don′t ya see the warnin' signs?
We sexier than Pyro, baby, watch them flames go
You can′t take us outta your eyes
Yeah, you and you, oh, baby, you can BAEwatch
Drool and drool, yeah, looky-loo, but don't touch
Fry an egg on concrete, not ready for this heat
Smokin' like it′s rolled, West Coast (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Ooh, man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
Match gonna spark, better gimme some light (light)
Girls goin' hard, it′s a hot tub night (night)
′Til the dawn, yeah, it's on, every wrong feelin′ right
Like pourin' gasoline on some dynamite (dynamite)
Hey, watchin′ mercury rise (woop-woop)
Put that thunderstorm in the sky (drip-drip)
This fever gonna slap you the side of the face
So get your cooler, shades, and lotion
You ain't ready for the heatwave (fire)
Damn, that′s hot
Man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that's hot (fire)
So fire that you just can′t touch it (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Ooh, man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
(Fi-fi) fire (fi-fire)
(Fi-fi) fire (fi-fire)
(Fi-fi) ooh (fi-fire)
So fire that you just can′t touch it
Yeah, yeah-yeah (fi-fi-fi, fi-fire)
Yeah (fi-fi-fi, fi-fire)
Fire (fi-fi-fi, fi-fire)
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
I've got bitches in the back seat
Leanin′ on the backbeat
Throwin' up the f-you dough
We drivin' like it′s stolen
Meltin′ like a snowman
With a California glow
Yeah, you and you, oh, baby, you can BAEwatch
Drool and drool, yeah, looky-loo, but don't touch
Fry an egg on concrete, not ready for this heat
Smokin′ like it's rolled West Coast
Yeah, we get it blazin′
Got everybody sayin'
Fire
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that's hot
So fire that you just can′t touch it (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Ooh, man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it
When bitches get together, honey, you in danger
Don′t ya see the warnin' signs?
We sexier than Pyro, baby, watch them flames go
You can′t take us outta your eyes
Yeah, you and you, oh, baby, you can BAEwatch
Drool and drool, yeah, looky-loo, but don't touch
Fry an egg on concrete, not ready for this heat
Smokin' like it′s rolled, West Coast (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Ooh, man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
Match gonna spark, better gimme some light (light)
Girls goin' hard, it′s a hot tub night (night)
′Til the dawn, yeah, it's on, every wrong feelin′ right
Like pourin' gasoline on some dynamite (dynamite)
Hey, watchin′ mercury rise (woop-woop)
Put that thunderstorm in the sky (drip-drip)
This fever gonna slap you the side of the face
So get your cooler, shades, and lotion
You ain't ready for the heatwave (fire)
Damn, that′s hot
Man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that's hot (fire)
So fire that you just can′t touch it (fire)
Damn, that′s hot (fire)
Ooh, man, that's hot (fire)
God-damn, that′s hot
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
(Fi-fi) fire (fi-fire)
(Fi-fi) fire (fi-fire)
(Fi-fi) ooh (fi-fire)
So fire that you just can′t touch it
Yeah, yeah-yeah (fi-fi-fi, fi-fire)
Yeah (fi-fi-fi, fi-fire)
Fire (fi-fi-fi, fi-fire)
So fire that you just can't touch it (fire)
Writer(s): Joshua Tangney, Laurell Barker, Stefan Litrownik, John Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com