Cocktails
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Like a cocktail you gotta chase me down with lime
Sour candy bitch
I'm worth it every time
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Like a cocktail you gotta chase me down with lime
Sour candy bitch
I'm worth it every time
Ok I'm fat and I know it
I'm tight and U know
Been fucking with your girl's ex man and she knows it
Don't have control over who is obsessed with me
Bitch I don't blame them, I'm who they all want to be
Didn't have no head start, but I'm killing it
Said I won't make it far, but they stare at me
No I don't wanna rub it in your face
But I am sure I won't be second place
I Can't help but wake up this pretty
That's what your man said with morning breath
I'm the bad bitch in this city
While you're still waiting home for a goodnight text
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
U're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
Sipping tears with Mati, yeah we write this script
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
Yeah u're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
We ain't playing games yeah we birthed this bitch
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Like a cocktail you gotta chase me down with lime
Sour candy bitch
I'm worth it every time
Top two and I ain't dos
Fucking on your girlfriend in daddy's old Camaro
I'll bag your papi too, don't snooze
I heard he got a thing for a girls with tattoos
Vroom vroom and blue bikinis
He wanna stay on my arm, he wanna be seen with me
Young and pink (Young and pink)
Young and pink
These boys go crazy for my pretty girl blink
I'm a killer
Got these motherfuckers reserving like I'm their dinner
They think they're the only one
They're my hoe, though
They're my hoe, though
Oh, you ain't know, though?
Oh shit, that's the gag, though
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
Yeah u're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
Sipping tears with Luna, yeah we write this script
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
U're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
We ain't playing games yeah we birthed this bitch
(Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh)
Duh duh duh duh duh duh
Duh duh duh duh duh duh
Pah pah pah pah pah pah
Pah pah pah pah pah pah
Bam bam bam bam bam
(Keep 'em coming)
Bam bam bam bam bam
Bah ba hu hm
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Like a cocktail you gotta chase me down with lime
Sour candy bitch
I'm worth it every time
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Like a cocktail you gotta chase me down with lime
Sour candy bitch
I'm worth it every time
Ok I'm fat and I know it
I'm tight and U know
Been fucking with your girl's ex man and she knows it
Don't have control over who is obsessed with me
Bitch I don't blame them, I'm who they all want to be
Didn't have no head start, but I'm killing it
Said I won't make it far, but they stare at me
No I don't wanna rub it in your face
But I am sure I won't be second place
I Can't help but wake up this pretty
That's what your man said with morning breath
I'm the bad bitch in this city
While you're still waiting home for a goodnight text
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
U're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
Sipping tears with Mati, yeah we write this script
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
Yeah u're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
We ain't playing games yeah we birthed this bitch
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Like a cocktail you gotta chase me down with lime
Sour candy bitch
I'm worth it every time
Top two and I ain't dos
Fucking on your girlfriend in daddy's old Camaro
I'll bag your papi too, don't snooze
I heard he got a thing for a girls with tattoos
Vroom vroom and blue bikinis
He wanna stay on my arm, he wanna be seen with me
Young and pink (Young and pink)
Young and pink
These boys go crazy for my pretty girl blink
I'm a killer
Got these motherfuckers reserving like I'm their dinner
They think they're the only one
They're my hoe, though
They're my hoe, though
Oh, you ain't know, though?
Oh shit, that's the gag, though
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
Yeah u're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
Sipping tears with Luna, yeah we write this script
Yeah I'm gonna kill this shit
Yeah I'm gonna murda this bitch
U're gonna cry, u gotta get over it
We ain't playing games yeah we birthed this bitch
(Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh
Keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming, keep 'em coming oh)
Duh duh duh duh duh duh
Duh duh duh duh duh duh
Pah pah pah pah pah pah
Pah pah pah pah pah pah
Bam bam bam bam bam
(Keep 'em coming)
Bam bam bam bam bam
Bah ba hu hm
Credits
Writer(s): Matias Gonzalez Hernandez, Yarelis Santos-cruz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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