Lyrics: Melvin Moore/Layia Watkins
Music: Jonathan Rotem/Elias Reitzfeld
Ladies booty-bounce to this (uh huh)
Just let up in the club
Just tryna get ****ed up
I could feel all the eyes on me (yeah)
But you're the only one I see
I need to know that you're fast
'Till I got to the end of this drink (yeah)
Maybe later we could Ron de vou
Baby I ain't gon' lie to you
You still on your phone
Now I'm on your bumper
Then I lose my number
You so simple (that's my type)
But damn
Hit you when I'm through
'Cause I'm still ohh
Girls just wanna have fun
Bad bitches just wanna get drunk
Girl I've been here all night, think I lost my appetite
Girls just wanna (bad)
Bad bitches just wanna go
Oh (girl, girl girl)
Oh (bad, Bad bad)
Oh (girl, girl girl)
Oh (bad, bad bad)
All my bitches got a brand nะตw wig
Ass move by the door, eyะตs on me
**** a brown don't get no sleep
Oh
All these eyes
You just might
Be the one that will get close to me
Section for the hoes
You still on your phone
Now I'm on your bumper
Then I lose my number
You so simple (that's my type)
But damn
Hit you when I'm through
But I'm still ohh
Girls just wanna have fun
Bad bitches just wanna get drunk
Go all Friday night, think I lost my appetite
Girls just wanna (bad)
Bad bitches just wanna go
Oh (girl, girl girl)
Oh (bad, bad bad)
Oh (girl, girl girl)
Oh (bad, bar bad)
Ay
All my- (girl, girl girl)
Girls, just (bad, bad bad)
Wanna
All my- (girl, girl girl)
Girls, just (bad, bad bad)
Wanna-