Girls That Play
We speak in tongues, we're more than blood
Pinky promising since we were young
We won't get old, but when we are
Picture this, let the reaper knock (oh, ah, oh, ah)
The night goes on, the night goes hard
Barefoot, dancing, we laugh it off
Blessed town, blessed blouse
Bless the mothers who gave me my girls (oh, ah, oh, ah)
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
I bet you wanna be us, I bet you wanna have fun
I want you part of the club, come on, come on, come on, come on
I heard you might give up, don't you even start
I'll take you anywhere, darling, come choke on my affection
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
Driving beside my team
Look at us, sitting pretty
Nothing comes closer than this
So play it with the windows down
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
I bet you wanna be us (oh, ah), I bet you wanna be us (oh, ah)
I bet you wanna have fun, come on, come on, come on, come on
I heard you wanna be us (oh, ah), you wanna be us? (Oh, ah)
I want you part of the club, come on, come on, come on, come on
Pinky promising since we were young
We won't get old, but when we are
Picture this, let the reaper knock (oh, ah, oh, ah)
The night goes on, the night goes hard
Barefoot, dancing, we laugh it off
Blessed town, blessed blouse
Bless the mothers who gave me my girls (oh, ah, oh, ah)
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
I bet you wanna be us, I bet you wanna have fun
I want you part of the club, come on, come on, come on, come on
I heard you might give up, don't you even start
I'll take you anywhere, darling, come choke on my affection
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
Driving beside my team
Look at us, sitting pretty
Nothing comes closer than this
So play it with the windows down
Suit up, hitch up the saddle
Foot down, down to the metal
Nails out, out for the battle
We are girls, girls that play
I bet you wanna be us (oh, ah), I bet you wanna be us (oh, ah)
I bet you wanna have fun, come on, come on, come on, come on
I heard you wanna be us (oh, ah), you wanna be us? (Oh, ah)
I want you part of the club, come on, come on, come on, come on
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Jonathan Gordon Maltese, Etta Marcus, Joshua James Henry Scarbrow
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.