Charlie’s Angels Songtext
von Popstar Benny
Charlie’s Angels Songtext
(Aye)
(A.K.)
He just wanna fuck with me
He can′t get no fucking weed
He don't got no 20 for no parking, I′ma dub him quick
I don't do no fucking around, ain't friendly, I don′t fuck with them
Fresh as hell, every time I pop out, I′m talking double mint
Baddest bitch up in the world, you see my friends bad as well
We all look too good, Charlie's Angels, but we give ′em hell
We who get the party turnt, we getting lit, they shake they hips
If you boring, acting stiff, then we gon' shake up outta here
Off the liq, we be shaking the room
Casamigo got me in my groove
Middle part buss down, I′m feeling cute
Bitch turn me up, yeah you know what to do
Shot in the air and I'm rocking my hips
Best friend know if she dip, I dip
Best friend know she pop it, me too
Don′t like hoes that act shy, get loose
Come turn up with me, get lit
Got what you need, hit the blunt or the vape
I go outside and I'm having my way
He eyeing me like I'm food on his plate
(I′m like an edible)
He just wanna fuck with me
He can′t get no fucking weed
He don't got no 20 for no parking, I′ma dub him quick
I don't do no fucking around, ain′t friendly, I don't fuck with them
Fresh as hell, every time I pop out, I′m talking double mint
Baddest bitch up in the world, you see my friends bad as well
We all look too good, Charlie's Angels, but we give them hell
(Yeah, go)
(Yeah, bye)
(We who get the party turnt, we getting lit, they shake they hips)
(If you boring, acting stiff, then we gon' shake up outta here)
(We give em hell)
(Yeah, go)
(Yeah, bye)
Baddest bitch up in the world, you see my friends bad as well
We all look too good, Charlie′s Angels, but we give ′em hell
(A.K.)
He just wanna fuck with me
He can′t get no fucking weed
He don't got no 20 for no parking, I′ma dub him quick
I don't do no fucking around, ain't friendly, I don′t fuck with them
Fresh as hell, every time I pop out, I′m talking double mint
Baddest bitch up in the world, you see my friends bad as well
We all look too good, Charlie's Angels, but we give ′em hell
We who get the party turnt, we getting lit, they shake they hips
If you boring, acting stiff, then we gon' shake up outta here
Off the liq, we be shaking the room
Casamigo got me in my groove
Middle part buss down, I′m feeling cute
Bitch turn me up, yeah you know what to do
Shot in the air and I'm rocking my hips
Best friend know if she dip, I dip
Best friend know she pop it, me too
Don′t like hoes that act shy, get loose
Come turn up with me, get lit
Got what you need, hit the blunt or the vape
I go outside and I'm having my way
He eyeing me like I'm food on his plate
(I′m like an edible)
He just wanna fuck with me
He can′t get no fucking weed
He don't got no 20 for no parking, I′ma dub him quick
I don't do no fucking around, ain′t friendly, I don't fuck with them
Fresh as hell, every time I pop out, I′m talking double mint
Baddest bitch up in the world, you see my friends bad as well
We all look too good, Charlie's Angels, but we give them hell
(Yeah, go)
(Yeah, bye)
(We who get the party turnt, we getting lit, they shake they hips)
(If you boring, acting stiff, then we gon' shake up outta here)
(We give em hell)
(Yeah, go)
(Yeah, bye)
Baddest bitch up in the world, you see my friends bad as well
We all look too good, Charlie′s Angels, but we give ′em hell
Writer(s): Avi Kaior, Dreamz, Fony Wallace, Popstar Benny, Vuko Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com