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Artiste:
Brooke Candy
Titre:
Bed Squeak
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Make the bed squeak Make the bed squeak Make the bed squeak Make the bed squeak Make the bed squeak Make the bed squeak Make the bed squeak Make the bed squeak I'm crack on the track Bring it back one time When it slap on time Make it clap so fine Rewind it, wind it Double time it Grind it, find it Then refine it Climb the walls and break yo' spine It's my turn now, so lose your mind, When Candy on the track, The flow so bad, I make it break the crime. Cleanse your soul, I'm Penicillin I shed a tear, I'm hurting feelings. I'm stacking dough, I make a killing. I fuck your girl, can't wreck the women. I'm gone with the wind, fabulous. Gucci swimsuit, look so glamorous, Man you know that they can handle it, Make it scandalous, Bitch I'm fabulous. I can't make it any clearer, Come nearer, I'll make your head freak. Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak. Think I'm head-strong? Bitch, you dead weak! Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak. I can't make it any clearer, Come nearer, I'll make your head freak. Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak. Think I'm head-strong? Bitch, you dead weak! Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak You in a snap back Tip your cap back I got my sights on you Imma tap that Wrap that up And I'm attack that Suiting up for duty, hazmat Bad ass bitch Your career took a cat nap You had that now fall back track Cause fag mobs the rat pack Now your call back ain't worth crack, uh! You can hate on a bitch, but I'm slaying it You can act like my track, ain't worth playing it I'm on the tip of your tongue, now you're saying it Candy is the new religion, get to praying it I can't make it any clearer, Come nearer, I'll make your head freak. Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak. Think I'm head-strong? Bitch, you dead weak! Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak I can't make it any clearer, Come nearer, I'll make your head freak. Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak. Think I'm head-strong? Bitch, you dead weak! Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak I'm bout to sack a bitch, I'm bout to sack a bitch, You can't candle it, I'm bad, I'm bout to sack a bitch Bitch, I'm fabulous, I'm bout to sack a bitch You can't handle it, I'm bad, I'm bout to sack a bitch, I can't make it any clearer, Come nearer, I'll make your head freak. Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak. Think I'm head-strong? Bitch, you dead weak! Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak I can't make it any clearer, Come nearer, I'll make your head freak. Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak. Think I'm head-strong? Bitch, you dead weak! Lose your inhibitions Be stripping and make the bed squeak (Thanks to Sean G for these lyrics)