[Verse 1]
One, okay, one more gla** of this fun
And I'm done
f** it
Yeah I'm hitting shots like I don't even care
And I'm getting lost in a tangle of hair
I'm shaking off the week
Heels, I'm gonna move my feet
Got all my girls with me
[?] up in NYC
Hermes' bags and we all look pretty
Dressed up like Sex in the City
[?]'s bags and we all look pretty
Dressed up like Sex in the City
[Pre-Chorus]
Hair, face, chest, waist
Hair, face, chest, waist
[Chorus]
The beat, the ba**
The bombs keep dropping
The beat, the ba**
The bombs keep dropping
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
(The beat, the ba**)
(The bombs keep dropping)
[Verse 2]
Okay, it's on
It's [?], or is it whisky?
Come on, let's have some
Put your hands up
Put your hands up with me
Don't act cool cause it's making me hot
I'm coming for you if you're ready or not
Oh, let's get scandalous
We're infamous, it's dangerous
I might get adventurous
I might want touch you
Now we're all f**ed up and we still look pretty
Walk round like we run this city
All f**ed up and we still look pretty
Walk round like we run this city
[Pre-Chorus Variation]
Hair, face, chest, waist
Hair, face, chest
[Chorus]
[Post-Chorus]
Lose your worries on the floor
Cause making love ain't making war
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
Get down girl, down girl
Get-get-get down girl
[Chorus] + [Post-Chorus]