Lyrics: Claire Toothill/Taylor Nave
Music: Claire Toothill/Taylor Nave
Wishy washy wish wishy washy x4
3 o’clock on the dot he pull up on my block
We goin to the mall, I’m gettin Nike Shox
No I’m not Baroque but he treats like he’s Bach
I take a lil off the top, he my dog Iggy Pop
Shopping bag, it’s Goyard
You lookin mad, I go hard
I’m on a yacht, no lifeguard
You not my man, you a blowhard
He givin me the keys to the brand new Benz
We chillin waterfront but we’re not holding hands
Wishy washy
Not my boyfriend but I let you take me shopping
Buy me what I want I want it all
Wishy washy
I like the attention but don’t get too comfy
I got what I want I got it all
I love when b*****s got beef with me
Little do they know I be starving
I’m always down for a kiki
Pull up to the party in a Harley
Broadcast that shit, iCarly
My ice so blinding I’m sorry
You’re not my father, Maury
Stacks so high like a safari
These girlies want what we have so bad
Cos their man don’t buy their drip, so sad
I’m runnin to the money while he’s runnin me checks
I stay actin funny but he’s knows that I’m the best
Wishy washy
Not my boyfriend but I let you take me shopping
Buy me what I want I want it all
Wishy washy
I like the attention but don’t get too comfy
I got what I want I got it all
Wishy washy
Not my boyfriend but I let you take me shopping
Wishy washy
I like the attention but don’t get too comfy
Wishy washy