Supersonic (yeah, ooh), in your orbit (yeah, ah)
And I'm bad (uh), diabolic (uh)
Bottle rocket (ooh), on the carpet (yeah)
Threw it back and he caught it
I go soprano, baby, go down low
And when he leads, I gotta follow (ooh)
I'm blackin' out, I'm on a spiral (yeah)
I need you now and tomorrow
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, ooh
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (yeah, yeah, brr)
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (yeah, yeah, brr)
Lemons in their face, watch 'em freeze up (ah, ah, brr, brr)
Lemons in their face, watch 'em freeze up (ah, ah, brr)
Super twisted, sick addicted (addicted)
Kiss me hard, someday you'll miss this
Meteor shower, in your power
Seein' stars, oh my God
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, ooh
I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
I love it, I love it, I love it
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (yeah, yeah, brr)
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (yeah, yeah, brr)
Lemons in their face, watch 'em freeze up (ah, ah, brr, brr)
Lemons in their face, watch 'em freeze up (ah, ah, brr)
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (V-cuts, yeah, yeah, brr)
Lemons on the chain with the V-cuts (V-cuts, yeah, yeah, brr)
Lemons in their face, watch 'em freeze up (ah, ah, brr, brr)
Lemons in their face, watch 'em freeze up (ah, ah, brr)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (ah, ah, brr)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (ah, ah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (ah, ah, brr)
Slow down, baby (ah)
Oh, you on the road now?
Oh, you grown now?
Oh, you too grown now
You tryna take your time by your 'lone
All this novocaine got 'em numb to the drugs now
Movin' on Mary Jane, I feel burnt out like the sun now
Aventador, SVJ, I'm ridin' 'round with her perm' out
Aventador, SVJ, I'm ridin' 'round with her perm' out
Pink cups, the Big Worm out
High as f*ck, got the shroom now
I'm with two of 'em like Clermont
Leave a nigga face down, f*ckin' 'round, bitch nigga gon' find out
I hope you know you need a flashlight, tryna f*ck around these hoes
Told ya like hol' up, like hol' up, like hol' up, like hol' up, I'm out of control (out of control)
Yeah, I love it
She says I'm way too young, wait right here
Yeah, I love it
She says I'm way too young, wait right here
Camila Cabello - C,XOXO Album Lyrics
Camila Cabello - C,XOXO Lyrics
Writer: Camila Cabello, Howard Kaylan, Jasper Harris, Jordan Carter, Mark Volman, Pablo Diaz-Reixa, Radric Davis, Shondrae Crawford, Tarik Adolemiui
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Chanel No.5
I got Chanel No.5, he'll never survive, it's a crime, it's a crime
He watch when I whine, I know, I know it's a crime
I know what he likes, a cat eye, a black dress, it's just a reminder
I'm seein' in desire arise in his eyes, so, lucky for them
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to f*ck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
Fold for me like origami
Magic and real like Murakami
Red chipped nails, I'm wabi-sabi
I'm the heartbreaker, nobody's got me, yet
Make you tongue tied like new shibari
Subtle and complex like umami
Up to me like omakase
I'm a wild horse and nobody's got me, yet
Shouldn't trust it that I want you, baby
'Cause I love you, love-you-not like daisies
But this gloss I got is cute and tasty
She's an extra, I'm your leading lady
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to f*ck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
I'm a dog, woof-woof, and my tooth is gettin' long
I'ma hog the mic, take a bite, peek-a-boo thong
I just, ah, I just, whoa, I'm just writin' all my wrongs
Now I'm high rise, sky high, it's like I'm King Kong (I got, I got, I got)
I got violence like Tarantino (Tarantino)
Wearin' all pink, all Valentino (little Valentino)
Sparkle in his mouth like Pellegrino
I'm a real problem, he doesn't know it yet
Shouldn't trust it that I want you, baby (yeah, yeah)
'Cause I love you, love-you-not like daisies (yeah, yeah)
But this gloss I got is cute and tasty
She's an extra, I'm your leading lady (yeah)
Cute girl with a sick mind (with a sick mind)
I know just how to play my cards right (right)
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to f*ck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
Chanel No.5
He watch when I whine, I know, I know it's a crime
I know what he likes, a cat eye, a black dress, it's just a reminder
I'm seein' in desire arise in his eyes, so, lucky for them
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to f*ck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
Fold for me like origami
Magic and real like Murakami
Red chipped nails, I'm wabi-sabi
I'm the heartbreaker, nobody's got me, yet
Make you tongue tied like new shibari
Subtle and complex like umami
Up to me like omakase
I'm a wild horse and nobody's got me, yet
Shouldn't trust it that I want you, baby
'Cause I love you, love-you-not like daisies
But this gloss I got is cute and tasty
She's an extra, I'm your leading lady
Cute girl with a sick mind
I know just how to play my cards right
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to f*ck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
I'm a dog, woof-woof, and my tooth is gettin' long
I'ma hog the mic, take a bite, peek-a-boo thong
I just, ah, I just, whoa, I'm just writin' all my wrongs
Now I'm high rise, sky high, it's like I'm King Kong (I got, I got, I got)
I got violence like Tarantino (Tarantino)
Wearin' all pink, all Valentino (little Valentino)
Sparkle in his mouth like Pellegrino
I'm a real problem, he doesn't know it yet
Shouldn't trust it that I want you, baby (yeah, yeah)
'Cause I love you, love-you-not like daisies (yeah, yeah)
But this gloss I got is cute and tasty
She's an extra, I'm your leading lady (yeah)
Cute girl with a sick mind (with a sick mind)
I know just how to play my cards right (right)
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
If I want him, he's all mine
I know just how to f*ck with his mind
Wrist, wrist, spritz, spritz, make him come alive (ah)
Chanel No.5
Chanel No.5
Writer: Camila Cabello, Dashawn Moore, Jasper Harris, Joshua Luellen, Nayvadius Wilburn, Pablo Diaz-Reixa
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
PINK XOXO
[ Featuring PinkPantheress ]
Please don't be mistaken, I could think about you all the time
Tell me if you think so, but I really think your thoughts are mine
Here's one for you
I could be mistaken but I think again, we crossed the line
Long as I can sense that shaky feeling when I feel you lie
It's paranoia
Writer: Camila Cabello, Victoria Walker
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
HE KNOWS
[ Featuring Lil Nas X ]
This is not a show
I think he knows
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
Have my way with him like that
I think he knows (he knows)
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
That he's comin' right back
She's a provocateur
Dancefloor connoisseur
Shit week, so Friday for sure (sure, yeah)
Tell the girls we're takin' a detour ('tour)
Give 'em hell, yeah
Give these boys hell, yeah
She does it well, ah-yeah
I do it myself, ah-yeah
Cigarette, candy necklace on my hips
Butterfly that's on my wrist
Put your hands on me like this
Major glow, head to toe
PT, she's glossy
Give him one kiss, just softly
Tease him and get him off me
I think he knows (this is not a show)
When I play with him like that
When I say it to him like that
Have my way with him like that
I think he knows (this is not a show)
When I play with him like that (like that)
When I say it to him like that (like that)
That he's comin' right back
He drippin' down on my bustier
Like ice cream while Ashanti playin' in the AMG
Let it rain on me
He f*ckin' up my headboard, so I'm on my knees like, "Dear Lord, please pray for me" (uh)
Save the grace for me
Say, boy, what-what you want
Give you that uh-uh-uh, that oh
Brrt, baow, shoot in my mouth
Shoot in my shit like uh, and one
Ah, eh-yeah, eh-yeah (okay)
On the real, I'ma take his soul (all that)
I'ma take him from his hoes (okay)
On the real, I think he knows
I think he knows (yeah)
When I play with him like that (when I play with him like that, oh)
I think he knows (yeah)
When I say it to him like that
Oh, oh
He's wrapped around my pinky finger (yeah)
Watchin' the way I move
More drunk on power than on liquor
And he knows it's true
(This is not a show)
When I play with him like that
When I play with him like that (yeah, oh)
(This is not a show)
When I play with him like that (like that)
Play with him like that
That he's comin' right back
Brr, baow
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-baow (this is not a show)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-baow, baow, baow
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-baow
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Brr, baow (this is not a show)
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-baow
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-baow, baow, baow
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-baow
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Writer: Camila Cabello, Daniel McKay, Jasper Harris, Montero Hill, Ojerime Smith, Pablo Diaz-Reixa
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
TWENTYSOMETHINGS
Uh-huh
No-no-no-no-no
I don't know where I am with you
I'm confused
I need more from you, that's the truth
More of you
Last time got a bad review
Hated you
But I see why I try with you
The reason's you
And you laugh when I say you're such a dick sometimes
We might be alright
We might be alright
And I laugh when you say I'm such a bitch sometimes
We probably won't work
But, baby, we just might
It feels like I'm living in limbo
I'm not yours or mine, I'm somewhere in the middle, okay
You're so tall, you just made me feel even more little, babe
I just want a good night
Struggling all my life
Want you to hold me tight
Tell me that we're alright
I don't want you on the phone
Feel better on my own
Remind myself I'm grown
I could do what I want, yeah
Twentysomethings in love, in lust, in confusion
Twentysomethings, dancing while our hearts are bruising
Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn
When it comes to us, I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing, doing
Twentysomethings, should've left the party sooner
Twentysomethings, gotta have a sense of humor
When it comes to us
Don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
'Bout to lose service
I'm in the elevator
If you're down, maybe we could do something later
F*ck does that mean?
I need a translator
I don't get it, straight up
I just want a good night
Struggling all my life
Want you to hold me tight
Tell me that we're alright
I don't want you on the phone
Feel better on my own
Remind myself I'm grown
I could do what I want, yeah
Twentysomethings in love, in lust, in confusion
Twentysomethings, dancing while our hearts are bruising
Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn
When it comes to us, I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing, doing
Twentysomethings, should've left the party sooner
Twentysomethings, gotta have a sense of humor
When it comes to us
Don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
No, I, I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
No, I, mm-mm
No-no-no-no-no
I don't know where I am with you
I'm confused
I need more from you, that's the truth
More of you
Last time got a bad review
Hated you
But I see why I try with you
The reason's you
And you laugh when I say you're such a dick sometimes
We might be alright
We might be alright
And I laugh when you say I'm such a bitch sometimes
We probably won't work
But, baby, we just might
It feels like I'm living in limbo
I'm not yours or mine, I'm somewhere in the middle, okay
You're so tall, you just made me feel even more little, babe
I just want a good night
Struggling all my life
Want you to hold me tight
Tell me that we're alright
I don't want you on the phone
Feel better on my own
Remind myself I'm grown
I could do what I want, yeah
Twentysomethings in love, in lust, in confusion
Twentysomethings, dancing while our hearts are bruising
Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn
When it comes to us, I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing, doing
Twentysomethings, should've left the party sooner
Twentysomethings, gotta have a sense of humor
When it comes to us
Don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
'Bout to lose service
I'm in the elevator
If you're down, maybe we could do something later
F*ck does that mean?
I need a translator
I don't get it, straight up
I just want a good night
Struggling all my life
Want you to hold me tight
Tell me that we're alright
I don't want you on the phone
Feel better on my own
Remind myself I'm grown
I could do what I want, yeah
Twentysomethings in love, in lust, in confusion
Twentysomethings, dancing while our hearts are bruising
Leave Manhattan, cross the bridge over to Brooklyn
When it comes to us, I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing, doing
Twentysomethings, should've left the party sooner
Twentysomethings, gotta have a sense of humor
When it comes to us
Don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
No, I, I don't know what the f*ck I'm doing
No, I, mm-mm
Writer: Camila Cabello
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
DADE COUNTY DREAMING
[ Featuring JT, Yung Miami ]
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Got bitches showing ass on Collins (show that ass)
Got bitches shaking ass on Collins (show that ass)
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Got bitches showing ass on Collins (show that ass)
Got bitches shaking ass on Collins (show that ass)
Skyline lighting up her makeup
South Beach, see the city wake up
Cuban girl, ink and new nails done
Everybody look 'cause she caked up, wow
Celebrate the break up (wow)
Rude boy, come and meet your maker (wow)
And I'm rude too, I can take ya (wow)
Paying off the Tessie with a paystub, wow
Dade County dreaming
Head out the sunroof, girls are screaming
Back to scheming
Sure know how to give, but she love receiving
Can you blame us? (Wow)
Party in the city that raised us (wow)
Party like I forgot I was famous (wow)
Whine on him like I'm nameless (wow)
Yung Miami
City Girls, XOXO
Uh, I'm from the city where the streets ain't pretty
Opa-locka where the goons get it poppin'
On the Ave D, boys in the dickies (in the city)
Big Chevy with the big wheels choppin'
I know I'm young but I've seen a lot
I'm the bitch that these boss nigga dream about
Getting to the bag, what my team about
Nigga, open up the safe, let me clean you out
This pussy get ate 'cause my wrist game
Had to slap a broke bitch on Biscayne
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (get it poppin')
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that bag)
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (get it poppin')
Real city girl shit, get it poppin' (pop that pussy)
Got bitches showing ass on Collins (show that ass)
Got bitches shaking ass on Collins (show that)
Ass clap, up, down, left, right, f*ck it up
Dick game soft, go home, nigga, pick it up
Chanel big bags, real bitch stack it up
Chrome Hearts, pop tags, ass fat, back it up
Real Miami girls get it poppin'
C and City Girls Benz hoppin'
C and City Girls, out shoppin'
Real Miami girls, club hoppin'
Got a high rise view on Collins
Baby, we could hide out on Collins
Drop 'em all when I come calling
Real Miami girls on Collins
Dade County dreaming
Head out the sunroof, girls are screaming
Back to scheming (wow)
Sure know how to give, but she love receiving (wow)
Girl loves the feeling (wow)
Life in her eyes, everything's fleeting (wow)
I can't feel the ceiling (wow)
Orange skies, I'm never leaving (wow)
Writer: Camila Cabello, Jatavia Johnson, Caresha Brownlee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
KOSHI XOXO
[ Featuring BLP KOSHER ]
I was going through like, kind of like a heartbreak
Then I also, um, my dawg that was like there for me and stuff, like, he had like passed away
And I was listening to Camila
Her music got me through it, I think that was the first music
Like album that I actually like shed tears to music while it was playing, like
'Cause the song like, I was like, um, Camila, the Camila album, so like
It's an honor to just be here
And be able to just like, you know
Speak on that shit for real
C, XOXO
Writer: Camila Cabello, Benjamin Pavlon
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
HOT UPTOWN
[ Featuring Drake ]
[Drake]
You say my love will surely get me right
But if not, you know it's just that time (Yeah, yeah)
[Drake, Drake & Camila Cabello]
Nike mi shoe maker (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
Benz a mi car maker (Yeah-yeah, yeah)
Tiffany mi ring maker (Yeah-yeah)
Let me grip on your money maker (Okay)
Grip on your money maker (Okay)
Hotline, ah gon' bling later (Okay)
Trust me, we ah link later, ayy
[Camila Cabello, Drake]
Yeah, when it's hot uptown
And you miss my love
Tryna calm me down
Couldn't give me up
Hot uptown
When you miss my love
And you want me back
[Camila Cabello, Camila Cabello & Drake, Drake]
Two hands on my waist, one hand on your face (Yeah)
You're too weak to handle me, my babe, you should play it safe
Please know that you're making a mistake giving me my space (Ooh)
You better hang onto me this time
You better (Ayy)
[Drake & Camila Cabello]
I'm tryna hang onto you this time, you (Better)
Trying my patience
Trying somethin' else might even work in your favor
Trying to forget me doesn't work when he's basic
Trying one more time 'cause we look so good on paper
Trying me
[Camila Cabello]
I don't think you're ready for a love like mine (No)
I don't think you're worthy of my time (No)
You know Pisces lowkey the best sign (Mm)
Lucky man who gets me in my prime (In my)
[Drake, Camila Cabello, Drake & Camila Cabello]
Yeah, when it's hot uptown
And you miss my love
Tryna calm me down
Couldn't make this up
Hot uptown (Hot uptown)
Do you miss my love?
Do you want me back?
[Camila Cabello, Camila Cabello & Drake, Drake]
Two hands on my waist, one hand on your face
You're too weak to handle me, my babe (Ah), you should play it safe
Please know that you're making a mistake giving me my space
You better hang onto me this time (You better, this time)
You better (Ayy)
[Drake, Drake & Camila Cabello]
Rolex mi watch maker, oh
Benz a mi car maker, oh
Tiffany mi ring maker, oh ('Kay)
Let me grip on your money maker (Okay)
Grip on your money maker (Okay)
Hotline, ah gon' bling later (Okay)
Trust me, we ah link later (Woi-oi)
Woi-oi
Writer: Camila Cabello, Aubrey Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
UUUGLY
[ Featuring Drake ]
Aye, yeah
Cc, they want me to break it down
Cc, they need me to break it down
Then we gon' break it down
We should just take the things I say as truth
There's not a measuring tape long enough that could measure the distance that I went for you
Please don't make me
Please don't make me
Don't make me pull out these credit card statements and show you the proof
It'll get ugly, ugly
This heart was broken a long time ago
My blood, it pumps from my hungover liver then straight to my bones
Taught you everything you know
Just for your new link to think you a pro
What does he know?
What does he really know?
Two hands on your waist
One hand on my face
For someone so lost in life, you always manage to end up at my place
Trying me
Trying me (trying me)
Trying me
Trying me
Writer: Camila Cabello, Aubrey Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
DREAM-GIRLS
We used to kick it up at the park
And now she's all grown up
Rockin' them stilettos
Jumpin' up out of that Mercedes truck
It was Keisha, it was Sonia, it was Tanya, it was Monique
It was Niecy, it was Keke
Now you see her at twenty-six, all you can say is oh
And I think she knows she's the shit
Yeah, yeah shawty next to me is the shit
Mini dress, low key with the cap down
No heels 'cause she came to throw that ass 'round
Bodyodyodyody 'cause she work out
Brought the Fuji to Uchi, f*ck a phone out
Tan lines, white wine for the burn out
Worldwide, but she's reppin' for the hometown
Flew the girls to Bahamas for a night out
It's a short life, so we're going all out, yeah
Play some 2000s, there on shuffle
Makes me think of us in '08
Mm, takes me back to the days
It was Keisha, it was Sonia, it was Tanya, it was Monique
It was Niecy, it was Keke
Now you see her at twenty-six, all you can say is oh
Yeah, I think she knows she's the shit
Yeah, shawty next to me is the shit, the shit
Shawty is the shit, the shit
Always been the shit, the shit
Shawty is the-, mm
She got stamina, gas her up
She posin', posin' posin', camera
Watch 'em curves, drive it
Slow, ride it (yeah)
Play some 2000s, there on shuffle
Makes me think of us in '08
Mm, takes me back to the days
It was Keisha, it was Sonia, it was Tanya, it was Monique
It was Niecy, it was Keke
Now you see her at twenty-six, all you can say is oh
Yeah, I think she knows she's the shit
Yeah, shawty next to me is the shit, the shit
Shawty is the shit, the shit
Always been the shit, the shit
Shawty is the-, mm
For all the girls that are learning to be women now
Know we keep it sexy while we figure it out
You know who it is making the world go 'round
This one's for the girls, if you didn't know, then ya know now
We're learning to be women now
Know we keep it sexy while we figure it out
You know who it is that makes the world go 'round
If you didn't know, well ya know now
And now she's all grown up
Rockin' them stilettos
Jumpin' up out of that Mercedes truck
It was Keisha, it was Sonia, it was Tanya, it was Monique
It was Niecy, it was Keke
Now you see her at twenty-six, all you can say is oh
And I think she knows she's the shit
Yeah, yeah shawty next to me is the shit
Mini dress, low key with the cap down
No heels 'cause she came to throw that ass 'round
Bodyodyodyody 'cause she work out
Brought the Fuji to Uchi, f*ck a phone out
Tan lines, white wine for the burn out
Worldwide, but she's reppin' for the hometown
Flew the girls to Bahamas for a night out
It's a short life, so we're going all out, yeah
Play some 2000s, there on shuffle
Makes me think of us in '08
Mm, takes me back to the days
It was Keisha, it was Sonia, it was Tanya, it was Monique
It was Niecy, it was Keke
Now you see her at twenty-six, all you can say is oh
Yeah, I think she knows she's the shit
Yeah, shawty next to me is the shit, the shit
Shawty is the shit, the shit
Always been the shit, the shit
Shawty is the-, mm
She got stamina, gas her up
She posin', posin' posin', camera
Watch 'em curves, drive it
Slow, ride it (yeah)
Play some 2000s, there on shuffle
Makes me think of us in '08
Mm, takes me back to the days
It was Keisha, it was Sonia, it was Tanya, it was Monique
It was Niecy, it was Keke
Now you see her at twenty-six, all you can say is oh
Yeah, I think she knows she's the shit
Yeah, shawty next to me is the shit, the shit
Shawty is the shit, the shit
Always been the shit, the shit
Shawty is the-, mm
For all the girls that are learning to be women now
Know we keep it sexy while we figure it out
You know who it is making the world go 'round
This one's for the girls, if you didn't know, then ya know now
We're learning to be women now
Know we keep it sexy while we figure it out
You know who it is that makes the world go 'round
If you didn't know, well ya know now
Writer: Camila Cabello
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
305TILIDIE
Here we are, strolling down the streets of Miami
Hey
Brown top, little skirt, I barely have any time to do my makeup
Let's just not even look, I'm gonna put sunglasses on
Okay, muah
It's so f*cking dark
That's it, we have to hold hands
We go to Nikki Beach, we might not make it
This is like a candy store
And then the girls
Yeah
You're so pretty, I'm obsessed
Malibu Bar-, no, Miami Barbie
Hey
Brown top, little skirt, I barely have any time to do my makeup
Let's just not even look, I'm gonna put sunglasses on
Okay, muah
It's so f*cking dark
That's it, we have to hold hands
We go to Nikki Beach, we might not make it
This is like a candy store
And then the girls
Yeah
You're so pretty, I'm obsessed
Malibu Bar-, no, Miami Barbie
Writer: Camila Cabello
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
B.O.A.T
Lying in bed
Replaying the shit you said
Ever regret all the messing with my head?
'Cause I've been thinking
You'd never give me peace of mind, so I had to give it to myself
You never think it's the right time until I'm good with someone else
You'd probably have me for a lifetime if you didn't need some help
I wish, I wish you'd say
"You were right
That I want you when you're not mine
And just when I think I know how to live without you
I forget why I try"
"You were right
And I f*cked up, baby, big time
And just when I think I could fall in love without you
I forget why I try
You were the best of all time"
Texts I won't send
We both know how that shit ends
Trying again
Too jealous to just be friends
'Cause now I'm thinking
You never ask me who I'm giving all of my body to now
You never ask me 'bout these nights, baby, I pray that you find out
You couldn't give me your heart, boy
Go and eat your heart out
I wish you'd say
"You were right
That I want you when you're not mine
And just when I think I know how to live without you
I forget why I try"
"You were right
And I f*cked up, baby, big time
And just when I think I could fall in love without you
I forget why I try
You were the best of all time"
Replaying the shit you said
Ever regret all the messing with my head?
'Cause I've been thinking
You'd never give me peace of mind, so I had to give it to myself
You never think it's the right time until I'm good with someone else
You'd probably have me for a lifetime if you didn't need some help
I wish, I wish you'd say
"You were right
That I want you when you're not mine
And just when I think I know how to live without you
I forget why I try"
"You were right
And I f*cked up, baby, big time
And just when I think I could fall in love without you
I forget why I try
You were the best of all time"
Texts I won't send
We both know how that shit ends
Trying again
Too jealous to just be friends
'Cause now I'm thinking
You never ask me who I'm giving all of my body to now
You never ask me 'bout these nights, baby, I pray that you find out
You couldn't give me your heart, boy
Go and eat your heart out
I wish you'd say
"You were right
That I want you when you're not mine
And just when I think I know how to live without you
I forget why I try"
"You were right
And I f*cked up, baby, big time
And just when I think I could fall in love without you
I forget why I try
You were the best of all time"
Writer: Jasper Harris, JAMES SCHEFFER, Bernard Edwards, Hugh Brankin, Graham Wilson, John Reid, Armando Christian Perez, Ross Campbell, Daniel Aged, Nile Rodgers, Ray Davies, Pablo Diaz-Reixa, Camila Cabello
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
PRETTY WHEN I CRY
Put on my best dress to see you
You're sorry babe, me too
Least you see me like this when I leave you
I'm still pretty when I cry
Pity you don't want me
Pretty in this light
Glitter fallin' off me
Pink and blue, diamond eyes
Look at what you lost to me
Still pretty when I cry
Pretty when I cry
Pretty when I cry
Hot when I ride
Look this good out of spite
And burn it in his mind
I'm like, "Everything, everything cool as ice"
You just didn't wanna do me right, that's nice
And I'm in the mood to fight, let's fight
Ah, yeah
Ooh, ah (oh, yeah)
Make my brown eyes blue, ah (oh, yeah)
Crazy déjà vu, ah (oh, yeah)
Okay, I'm dancin' over you, ah, ah
I'm still pretty when I cry
Pity you don't want me
Pretty in this light
Glitter fallin' off me
Pink and blue, diamond eyes
Look at what you lost to me
Still pretty when I cry
Pretty when I cry
Pretty when I, pretty when I
(Cry)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, oh, yeah
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, oh, yeah
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, oh, yeah
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, I'm still
Pretty when I cry (yeah)
Pity you don't want me
Pretty in this light (yeah)
Glitter fallin' off me
Pink and blue, diamond eyes
Look at what you lost to me
Still pretty when I cry (yeah)
Pretty when I cry
Pretty when I, pretty when I
(Cry)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
You're sorry babe, me too
Least you see me like this when I leave you
I'm still pretty when I cry
Pity you don't want me
Pretty in this light
Glitter fallin' off me
Pink and blue, diamond eyes
Look at what you lost to me
Still pretty when I cry
Pretty when I cry
Pretty when I cry
Hot when I ride
Look this good out of spite
And burn it in his mind
I'm like, "Everything, everything cool as ice"
You just didn't wanna do me right, that's nice
And I'm in the mood to fight, let's fight
Ah, yeah
Ooh, ah (oh, yeah)
Make my brown eyes blue, ah (oh, yeah)
Crazy déjà vu, ah (oh, yeah)
Okay, I'm dancin' over you, ah, ah
I'm still pretty when I cry
Pity you don't want me
Pretty in this light
Glitter fallin' off me
Pink and blue, diamond eyes
Look at what you lost to me
Still pretty when I cry
Pretty when I cry
Pretty when I, pretty when I
(Cry)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, oh, yeah
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, oh, yeah
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, oh, yeah
Unlimited when that sun sets, unlimited, I'm still
Pretty when I cry (yeah)
Pity you don't want me
Pretty in this light (yeah)
Glitter fallin' off me
Pink and blue, diamond eyes
Look at what you lost to me
Still pretty when I cry (yeah)
Pretty when I cry
Pretty when I, pretty when I
(Cry)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
Pretty when I, pretty when I, pretty when I
(I)
Writer: Camila Cabello
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
JUNE GLOOM
June gloom, tule fog
I might as well say, "Meet me in Montauk"
Cold beach, you walk
I feel my body scream when you talk
She's cool, I heard
Won't act surprised, I saw the pictures, we're a
House fire, for sure
Hope it'll burn out, but it just gets bigger
If she's so amazing, why are you on this side of town?
If you like her so much, what are you here trying to find out?
Does she get this wet for you, baby?
Talk to you in poems and songs, huh, baby?
Little kiss make your head go hazy?
Is it really love if it's not this crazy?
Does she move like this for you, darlin'?
Toying with me now, you know when I want it
I don't lie, you're the best, iconic
I know that I haven't, but I hope you top it
How come you're just so much better?
Is this gonna end ever?
I guess I'll f*ck around and find out (I guess I'll f*ck around)
I know I act like it's whatever, just makes me feel better
The truth is, honey, you're all I think about
If I'm so over you, why would I die to feel this alive?
Text you my favorite songs, turning you on from the 405
Does she get this wet for you, baby?
Talk to you in poems and songs, huh, baby?
Little kiss make your head go hazy?
Is it really love if it's not this crazy?
Does she move like this for you, darlin'?
Toying with me now, you know when I want it
I don't lie, you're the best, iconic
I know that I haven't, but I hope you top it
Goddamn, falling to the kitchen floor
Goddamn, think we've been here before
Goddamn, this could be a problem
This could be a problem, goddamn
Goddamn, I said, "Remember last night?"
You said, "Can't forget if I tried"
Goddamn, always been a problem
Always been a problem
I might as well say, "Meet me in Montauk"
Cold beach, you walk
I feel my body scream when you talk
She's cool, I heard
Won't act surprised, I saw the pictures, we're a
House fire, for sure
Hope it'll burn out, but it just gets bigger
If she's so amazing, why are you on this side of town?
If you like her so much, what are you here trying to find out?
Does she get this wet for you, baby?
Talk to you in poems and songs, huh, baby?
Little kiss make your head go hazy?
Is it really love if it's not this crazy?
Does she move like this for you, darlin'?
Toying with me now, you know when I want it
I don't lie, you're the best, iconic
I know that I haven't, but I hope you top it
How come you're just so much better?
Is this gonna end ever?
I guess I'll f*ck around and find out (I guess I'll f*ck around)
I know I act like it's whatever, just makes me feel better
The truth is, honey, you're all I think about
If I'm so over you, why would I die to feel this alive?
Text you my favorite songs, turning you on from the 405
Does she get this wet for you, baby?
Talk to you in poems and songs, huh, baby?
Little kiss make your head go hazy?
Is it really love if it's not this crazy?
Does she move like this for you, darlin'?
Toying with me now, you know when I want it
I don't lie, you're the best, iconic
I know that I haven't, but I hope you top it
Goddamn, falling to the kitchen floor
Goddamn, think we've been here before
Goddamn, this could be a problem
This could be a problem, goddamn
Goddamn, I said, "Remember last night?"
You said, "Can't forget if I tried"
Goddamn, always been a problem
Always been a problem
Writer: Camila Cabello
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
C,XOXO is the fourth studio album by American singer Camila Cabello. It was released on June 28, 2024, through Geffen and Interscope Records. It is her first album following her departure from Epic Records.
The album was preceded by the release of the singles "I Luv It" featuring Playboi Carti, which peaked at number 81 on the Billboard Hot 100 and "He Knows" featuring Lil Nas X, as well as the promotional single "Chanel No. 5". Following the album's release, "Hot Uptown" featuring Drake was released as the third single. The album reached the top twenty in the UK.
-Wikipedia
Performed By:
Camila CabelloThe album was preceded by the release of the singles "I Luv It" featuring Playboi Carti, which peaked at number 81 on the Billboard Hot 100 and "He Knows" featuring Lil Nas X, as well as the promotional single "Chanel No. 5". Following the album's release, "Hot Uptown" featuring Drake was released as the third single. The album reached the top twenty in the UK.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s): Pop
Producer(s): Boi-1da, Daniel Aged, FnZ, El Guincho, Jasper Harris, Kid Masterpiece, Aaron Shadrow, Yogi
Released: June 28th, 2024
Year: 2024