Milan to Paris (Interlude)
Oh my God
Seriously?
Is he freakin' serious?
Arrogant piece of shit
Is he.?
He's like really getting on my last nerves
I mean calling me this late
And inviting me to this fucking party
I'm soo fed up, like I'm sooo fucking fed up
I mean, I'm like 'should I go, not go?'
Well I just decided to go
Well anyways I can't even find my lipgloss
Where the fuck is my lipgloss?
From Milan to Paris
Everything you sip is on me
For the night I'm on E
I just want you next to me
Yeah
'Scuse me I'm drunk
But I think I'm in love, you the one
No you're not, I'm drunk
That's just the rosé talking
Hey, you look familiar
You know who you look like?
Oh wait! Oh my God, oh my God
You know who you sound like??
Oh my gosh, oh my God I can't believe it!
Purring down every catwalk
From New York, to Paris, to Milan
From Milan to Paris
Everything you sip is on me
For the night I'm on E
I just want you next to me
Yeah
'Scuse me I'm drunk
But I think I'm in love, you the one
No you're not, I'm drunk
That's just the rosé talking
I can make you dance if you want me to
Let me see you move it on the dancefloor baby
I can make you dance if you want me to
I'm the kind of woman
That deserves all, all she needs
I'm I'm the kind of woman
That deserves all, all she needs
Seriously?
Is he freakin' serious?
Arrogant piece of shit
Is he.?
He's like really getting on my last nerves
I mean calling me this late
And inviting me to this fucking party
I'm soo fed up, like I'm sooo fucking fed up
I mean, I'm like 'should I go, not go?'
Well I just decided to go
Well anyways I can't even find my lipgloss
Where the fuck is my lipgloss?
From Milan to Paris
Everything you sip is on me
For the night I'm on E
I just want you next to me
Yeah
'Scuse me I'm drunk
But I think I'm in love, you the one
No you're not, I'm drunk
That's just the rosé talking
Hey, you look familiar
You know who you look like?
Oh wait! Oh my God, oh my God
You know who you sound like??
Oh my gosh, oh my God I can't believe it!
Purring down every catwalk
From New York, to Paris, to Milan
From Milan to Paris
Everything you sip is on me
For the night I'm on E
I just want you next to me
Yeah
'Scuse me I'm drunk
But I think I'm in love, you the one
No you're not, I'm drunk
That's just the rosé talking
I can make you dance if you want me to
Let me see you move it on the dancefloor baby
I can make you dance if you want me to
I'm the kind of woman
That deserves all, all she needs
I'm I'm the kind of woman
That deserves all, all she needs
Credits
Writer(s): Gestow Power, Roger Saro
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