Lyrics: Ntsika Bungane/James Smith/Matthew Burgess/Hugo Pooe
Music: Ntsika Bungane/James Smith/Matthew Burgess/Hugo Pooe
I wanna **** you with the lights on
Tough shit, say my name is just too good too soft
And you remind me of my ex girl
I close my eyes so I can see her
It's a little bit ****ed up hot
Tell your friends, you're a superstar
Internet Girl+sex symbol+sex symbol+Hot yeah, hot ass in a superca
Hot ride
You're a b***h, I'm a b***h too
That's okay, just for fan
You know I don't really like you
I'm a sex symbol, symbol, symbol
When you touch my
I cloud pretend that I'm a nice guy
I still remember when you
kissed me goodbye
Why won't you save
I'ts a rock star cry
You never did as long as you still had a good time
She didn't know she had her flesh on
Oh, **** now you know because a guy
Taking pictures on a cellphone
Actually, you like she 'cause I mean no such
She said
You're a sex toy
Lover boy
Please just shut up
I dont wanna share
All this shit
Talking 'bout love
We don't even talk
When we talk
'Cause I'm fashion
I dont really care about her
Just imagine
I'm a sex symbol, symbol, symbol
When you touch my
I cloud pretend that I'm a nice guy
I still remember when you
kissed me goodbye
Why won't you save
Itβs all rock star cry
You never did as long as you had a good time