Bullet - Dream Wife Remix
I'm not ashamed of it
(It's my body, it's my mind, do what I want with it)
I'm not ashamed of it
(It's my body, it's my mind, do what I want with it)
Cah bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everyone knows
Bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everybody knows
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
It's my prerogative
I don't dress up to impress, you're such a narcissist
I'm not ashamed of it
It's my body, it's my mind, do what I want with it
Cah bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everyone knows
Bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everybody knows
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
(I'm not asking for it)
(I'm not asking for it)
(I'm not asking for it)
(I'm not asking for it)
Is it too much for your ego
When I say, "See ya, amigo?"
Is it too much for your ego
When I say, "See ya, amigo?"
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
(It's my body, it's my mind, do what I want with it)
I'm not ashamed of it
(It's my body, it's my mind, do what I want with it)
Cah bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everyone knows
Bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everybody knows
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
It's my prerogative
I don't dress up to impress, you're such a narcissist
I'm not ashamed of it
It's my body, it's my mind, do what I want with it
Cah bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everyone knows
Bitches and hoes
Diamonds and gold
Ice around my neck so that everybody knows
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
(I'm not asking for it)
(I'm not asking for it)
(I'm not asking for it)
(I'm not asking for it)
Is it too much for your ego
When I say, "See ya, amigo?"
Is it too much for your ego
When I say, "See ya, amigo?"
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
Asking for it
I know what you want
I know what you want
I don't owe you one
I'm a rocket, I hit
Like a bullet, son
Like a bullet, son
You ain't getting none
I'm not-
Who the fuck you calling?
I'm that girl you couldn't get, and now you hate me for it
I'm not asking for it
Don't you ever touch my hair unless you're paid to cut it
Credits
Writer(s): Georgia Mary South, Jeremy Abbiss, Amy Zipporah Azizeh Love
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