Natalia Kills
Natalia Kills - Hot Mess songtekst
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We like boys, we like cars, we like lookin' like we stars We so fly, we so far, we the mothership in Mars All my chicks, with your hips Make them heads flip, flip, flip Make the camera man ignore the rest and click, click All these dirty, nasty girls give us dirty, nasty looks Push me over, tryin' to run into the spotlight Got her hooker heels on, got acrylics 5-inch long I can work the same outfit she had on last night Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness Loubouton, louboton, all that red you painted on I can tell, fake Chanel, we can see that double L On the floor, she's a whore Shirt so tight it's just a bra Bendin' over for the world to see your coin slot I-In the backseat of the car Getting kicked out of the bar Throwin' up all on your best friend's new purse G-Girl you thought he loves you now 'Cause he bought a couple rounds When he left your house he didn't leave his number Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness I'm not the kind of girl getting dressed in the dark I got a mirror in my purse and a fog on my arm I'll be exclusive for my Gucci but a whore for Dior It's not the labels or the tables but how we got it all No, this ain't fashion week I can let my clothes and my actions speak Strut Carmella and my coat Margiela Don't look at the weather Just whether I see my face on V, next time, maybe Girls got to eye me 'cause they so mad I can look fresh in a potato sack Tell me,what kind of chapeau is that? Que c'est sa vie? How they say in France when I'm walkin' past Shirt so hot, shoes so hot Talk to me babe, show me what you've got Walk for me babe, show me what you've got That shirt's so hot, shoes so hot Talk to me babe, show me what you've got Walk for me babe, show me what you've got Show me what you've got, got, got Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess She's a hot mess Hot mess, hot, hot, hot mess Jackin' on my hotness