Meet The Parents
One, two
I could take you to the beach
I could fly you out to Paris
I could take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I could take you to LA, yeah
We could take it to the bay, yeah
I could take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family, no
I could get you Gucci, I could get you Fendi
I could get you Louboutins, I could get you plenty
I could get you Prada, I'll get you a lotta
I could get you Louis, but you ain't getting to me
That's facts, I make more than your dads
I need it all in advance, mind's only focused on the bands
I could take you to the beach
I could fly you out to Paris
I could take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I could take you to LA, yeah
We could take it to the bay, yeah
I could take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can make you famous, I can make you crazy
I can make you fall in love, but I still ain't your baby
I can make you cum, I can make you fun
I can make you feel good, but I still ain't the one
That's facts, I make more than your dads
Need it all in advance, mind's only focused on the Benz
I could take you to the beach
I could fly you out to Paris
I could take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I could take you to LA, yeah (I could take you to LA)
We could take it to the bay, yeah (we could take it to the bay)
I could take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family, no
Beach, beach! (But you'll never meet my family, no)
(But you'll never meet my family, no)
Stupid!
I could take you to the beach
I could fly you out to Paris
I could take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I could take you to LA, yeah
We could take it to the bay, yeah
I could take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family, no
I could get you Gucci, I could get you Fendi
I could get you Louboutins, I could get you plenty
I could get you Prada, I'll get you a lotta
I could get you Louis, but you ain't getting to me
That's facts, I make more than your dads
I need it all in advance, mind's only focused on the bands
I could take you to the beach
I could fly you out to Paris
I could take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I could take you to LA, yeah
We could take it to the bay, yeah
I could take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can make you famous, I can make you crazy
I can make you fall in love, but I still ain't your baby
I can make you cum, I can make you fun
I can make you feel good, but I still ain't the one
That's facts, I make more than your dads
Need it all in advance, mind's only focused on the Benz
I could take you to the beach
I could fly you out to Paris
I could take you to New York
But you'll never meet the parents
I could take you to LA, yeah (I could take you to LA)
We could take it to the bay, yeah (we could take it to the bay)
I could take you to Miami
But you'll never meet my family, no
Beach, beach! (But you'll never meet my family, no)
(But you'll never meet my family, no)
Stupid!
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Writer(s): Kim Petras
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