[Intro]

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Uh, what?)

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yeah, uh, what?)

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?)

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[Verse 1]

I just spilled my drink all on his Mowalola

Everybody blowin' up my Motorola (Uh)

With five bad girls in the Honda Civic (Honda Civic)

Feels like a Lambo from the way I whip it (Whip, it, whip it)

[Pre-Chorus]

I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't)

I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight (Yeah)

Yeah, I'm in a rush, I'm runnin' through the light

Yeah, I'm in a rush, rush, rush

[Chorus]

Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up

Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot

It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes

I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up

Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot

It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes

I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

[Post-Chorus]

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And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yeah, uh, what?)

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[Verse 2]

Wakin' up to bruises I don't know how I got

How much did I blow last night? I'm guеssin' a lot

This feel like the 'Rari, drop the top in thе rain

Leave the party lookin' different than how I came

Don't text me, I might come over

You might get a four-leaf clover

See the life flash through the backseat

I don't feel like pullin' over

[Pre-Chorus]

I don't plan on doin' nothin' cool tonight (I don't, I don't)

I'm just tryna make my way to you tonight

[Chorus]

Meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up

Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot

It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes

I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

Baby, meet me in the parkin' lot, let's turn up

Baby, we don't gotta talk a lot

It feels fun when I'm hangin' out the window of your new Mercedes

I can be your bad girl, don't treat me like a lady

[Post-Chorus]

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Uh, what?)

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Yeah, uh, what?)

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?)

And it go la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (What?)

And it go