Bombshell

She's a bombshell ticking
Like the hand on a clock
She got Tito's in her glass
And she don't give fuck
I think I want what she has
And I'm trying my luck
Yeah tonight we're going at it like
two kids in love
She got cocaine in her purse
And she's feeling my shirt
Driving down the PCH
Like we're up to no good
Said the night is still young
What should we do first
Whispered in my ear
Pulling my hand up her skirt

Sayin show me a good time
Tell me I'm prettier
Let's make love all night
In your backseat interior
Show me what you like
In the bathroom mirror
Keep that body up on mine
So damn beautiful
You're so damn beautiful

I keep coming undone
over all of this
It's like a fever running hot
straight through to my chest
And all my friends keep telling me
Stop being a fool
But baby I feel we've got potential

So show me a good time
Tell me I'm prettier
Let's make love all night
In your backseat interior
Show me what you like
In the bathroom mirror
Keep that body up on mine
So damn beautiful
You're so damn beautiful
You're so damn beautiful



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Row
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