KILLIES - Classy

Got alittle bad ting, she nasty
I gotta give her everything, so fancy
Pull up in fast lane, so classy
Oh she taste like candy, lord save me
Got alittle bad ting, she nasty
I gotta give her everything, so fancy
Pull up in fast lane, so classy
Oh she taste like candy, lord save me
Please girl come and take my heart
Please girl come help my scars
I know that i miss your support
So please come and do a report
I dont even know, what to do anymore
Yeah i sit in my room with my head on the floor
While my friends hit the parties and i go too war
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Got alittle bad ting, she nasty
I gotta give her everything, so fancy
Pull up in fast lane, so classy
Oh she taste like candy, lord save me
Got alittle bad ting, she nasty
I gotta give her everything, so fancy
Pull up in fast lane, so classy
Oh she taste like candy, lord save me
I got lots of money on me, im finna OD
Drop a perky up in the lean, you cannot stop me
I know your bitch for the team, she give me sloppy
Im only lovin on you, cuz you too glossy
Yeah yeah yeah, too glossy
Run up on me, n ill catch a body
Body body, your so cocky
Imma break ur heart and imma hit your bestie
Got alittle bad ting, she nasty
I gotta give her everything, so fancy
Pull up in fast lane, so classy
Oh she taste like candy, lord save me
Got alittle bad ting, she nasty
I gotta give her everything, so fancy
Pull up in fast lane, so classy
Oh she taste like candy, lord save me

Written by:
jonny ippolito

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