My bloomy bubble bath
I’m hopes it wokes me up
I got that freshhhh…
jump on it…

Ya’ll really hate the nights,
withot my barky lights,
Just take it innn and nice…
Go forth it.

(mmmmm)

Talking ‘bout urban myths and periods I’m not defining,

(mmmmm)

Baby says she cares about the flashy grooms I cannot hide in..


(boombamboom!)

I’m gonna grab a pin,
n’ stick it in that bin
ya always brag about now,
blow it!

You’re getting on my nerves
when yor boob block mo curves,
I’m dancing up and down now,
notice!

(ouuououou)

Maybe you should better take the next plane and run up to Madrid,

(ouuououou)

‘Cause my man he cares about mo lovey dovey beuaty Braklyn!

(boombamboom!)

(ss…t, I’m gonna shoot that dish)

Stop comin’ on up front.
I’ll shoot that baggy dawn,
New York is not my kinda,
shortie.

Mo beats is bassy grey,
I’ll show off me shine May,
Don’t kiss Milano shyness,
Blondie.

(mmmmm)

I don’t need approval for my deputy, he’s big and shiny,

(mmmmm)

With my electricity your pretty face gets burnt like candy.


Thaz comin to an end,
so let’s just stop pretend,
as if Brazilian pockets,
dandy.

Ya’ll flow the car along,
beacause I do say so,
So gets yar seatbelts done now,
ride it!

(ouououou)

Maybe you should better take the next plane and run up to Madrid,

(ouuououou)

‘Cause my man he cares about mo lovey dovey beuaty Braklyn!

(ououououu)

(ououououu)

Braklyn!

Braklyn!