Ain't That Kinda Girl

You say you living it up
You say I'm showing you off uh oh uh oh
Veuve clicquot at the Artisan
Martinis at the Ritz and bellinis at the Grand
Friendly with the glitterati
Ain't got time for the things they say uh oh uh oh
This fever gonna burn me up
Oh uh oh, oh uh oh uh oh uh oh
Cos I really wanna take you home
Wanna get you on your own

No I don't need no diamond rings or pearls
Just ain't that kind of girl
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy
No I don't need no furs
Fast cars or haute couture
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy

You say you movin on up
You say your lucky in love uh oh uh oh
Four stories up in Marylebone
I been waitin on a ride, you still talkin on the phone
Getting bored with the ceremony
Got no time for celebrity uh oh uh oh
This fever gonna burn me up
Oh uh oh, oh uh oh uh oh uh oh
Cos I really wanna ride you rough
Really wanna mess you up yeah

No I don't need no diamond rings or pearls
Just ain't that kind of girl
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy
No I don't need no furs
Fast cars or haute couture
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy

(Destiny Lotus) Yeah ahh Destiny
I'm the it girl make your three wishes just to greet me
Wax off, wax on pon my body like a genie
You can't please me imma dip Houdini
Never needed his money to endorse me believe me
Figure skaters how this ice kit my wrist
Glacier, Cartier frostbite typa drip
Diamonds dancing in my glass like figments of art
Wanna ride dem rough underneath gleaming stars ahh

Pearls, just ain't that kinda girl
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy
No I don't need no furs
Fast cars or haute couture
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy
No I don't need no pearls
Just ain't that kinda girl
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy
No I don't need no furs
Fast cars or haute couture
Oh I just wanna lose myself in your arms boy



Credits
Writer(s): Laurence William Hussey, Wallis Mcdowall
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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