Nhạc sĩ: Sam Smith, James Napier, Ilya Salmanzadeh, Henry Walter, Blake Slatkin, Omer Fedi, Kim Petras
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Mommy don't know that it's getting hot
At the body shop
doing something unholy
Lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
I doubt if she ever ever knew About all the you tell me that you do
And dirty,
dirty boy You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering about the places that you've been
And how you don't know how to keep your business clean
Mommy don't know that it's getting hot
At the body shop doing something unholy
He step back while she's jumping in She be popping in
Yeah she put it down slowly Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh
He left his kids at home Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh
So he didn't care that Mommy don't know that it's getting hot
Daddy,
daddy if you wanna drop the hattie Give me love,
give me Fendi,
my Valencia
I got daddy,
you gon' need to back it up Cause I'm spending on Romeo,
you gon' watch me back it up
I'll be gone in the air,
and he,
he give me Prada Give me Miu Miu like Rihanna
He always call me cause I never cause no drama
And when you want it baby I know I got you covered
And when you need it baby just jump under the cover
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh He left his kids at home
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh So he didn't care that
Mommy don't know that it's getting hot At the body shop
doing something unholy
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh He left his kids at home
Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh So he didn't care that
Mommy don't know that it's getting hot