Kelly Kapowski

I can keep up with your tempo too
With your dimples, baby dont you ever try to doubt me
All the boys falling on the wayside
They wanna be on my bae side, but she's my Kelly Kapowski
Foot on the gas, I make the tires say screech
Whippin it fast, baby let's head to the beach
Swimsuit amazing on you got me thinking 'bout making some babies
Blast from the past, you make me feel like a kid in the 80's

Muscle car moving I call my engine AC Slater
I'm dipping through traffic cuz I got something for you later
Put this D on you and I had you shocked like a tazer
You fuck wit me strong cuz you know that I ball like the Blazers
I keep it Melo, diamonds they talking they telling you hello, canary yellow
I beat the box up like Kovalev getting knocked out by Canelo, shit sweet like jello
Girl you a queen and I stan woah, hit from the back while stand woah
Girl you a snack and a meal but you're mine so I can't give them niggas a sample
No I cant give 'em a taste no
Girl you're a stallion I feel like you came from the stable
Get you to the bed, I pull up your leg just like Fabo
Girl what you want you just tell me you just say so

I can keep up with your tempo too
With your dimples, baby dont you ever try to doubt me
All the boys falling on the wayside
They wanna be on my bae side, but she's my Kelly Kapowski
Foot on the gas, I make the tires say screech
Whippin it fast, baby let's head to the beach
Swimsuit amazing on you got me thinking 'bout making some babies
Blast from the past, you make me feel like a kid in the 80's

This is a priceless love but them haters can't afford this
Misery and company be singing in a chorus
Love it when you do me like you had me on a chores list
Always looking fly, like my name is Zack Morris
I gotta have what they can't have, they want you bad but they can't grab
Love how you look in that swimsuit, magazine model no issue
You call your girls for my mans woah, sex on the beach in the sand woah
You just the baddest lil chick with that ass and them pedicured feet in them sandals
Baby girl kick off your shoes
I got me a winner I know that I never can lose
Used to be hoes on my line and they wanna choose
But it's a million of them and only one you
Straight up

I can keep up with your tempo too
With your dimples, baby dont you ever try to doubt me
All the boys falling on the wayside
They wanna be on my bae side, but she's my Kelly Kapowski
Foot on the gas, I make the tires say screech
Whippin it fast, baby let's head to the beach
Swimsuit amazing on you got me thinking 'bout making some babies
Blast from the past, you make me feel like a kid in the 80's

I can keep up with your tempo too
With your dimples, baby dont you ever try to doubt me
All the boys falling on the wayside
They wanna be on my bae side, but she's my Kelly Kapowski