Bentley Coupe

420
Fantasies
S'in k let's get it right

Step outside let's get it poppin (Stepping out)
In a Bentley Coupe ohh baby hop in (Yeah)
Hop hop hop in, we gotta bounce bitch let's go shopping (Poppin tags)
Aya ah
Look at my drip flyer ah
Louis Prada ah
Take a hit I get you higher ah

You wanna bad bitch, I'm a prima donna (That bitch)
Meet the new prince of reggaeton (Damn right)
I'm gonna show you how it's done now
Hold on don't (Don't go)
Watch me drop it down to the floor (Real low)
Your girl doesn't have to know (Lips closed)
I'm you fantasy baby that's for sure

Gotta new trick he's from Atlanta
He tryna wife me I say hell nah (Boy bye)
Flexing on the gram they cannot stand us (Haha)
These bitches looking for some answers (Can't find)
Ayaya ah
They tryna see me but I'm alright
Dope dealer money got me all hype
You wanna taste gotta spend it on me

You wanna bad bitch, I'm a prima donna (That bitch)
Meet the new prince of reggaeton (Damn right)
I'm gonna show you how it's done now
Hold on don't don't go
Watch me drop it down to the floor (Real low)
Your girl doesn't have to know (Lips closed)
I'm your fantasy baby that's for sure
You wanna bad bitch, I'm a prima donna (That bitch)
Meet the new prince of reggaeton (Damn right)
I'm gonna show you how it's done now
Hold on don't don't go
Watch me drop it down to the floor (Real low)
Bum bitches gotta go (Adios)
I'm your fantasy baby know you know

In a Bentley Coupe let's get it poppin Eow



Credits
Writer(s): ísak Gunnarsson
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