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Chesca - wifey Lyrics



Chesca - wifey Lyrics
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C to the H
-ESCA, say my name
Say it good, say it smooth
Say I'm stuck inside your brain
Tell me I'm do-si-do, dancin'
Body drivin' you insane
Boy you wanna relapse
On the figure, on the hourglass
You wanna wake up next me
Oh he really really want me in a white dress
Want me at the altar
Wanna throw a ring on the finger
Like a monster
Big rock, double V S, know I like that
Ice so bright, let it shine, lookin' priceless
Bitches talk, bitches roll their eyes at me
They really need attention
If I don't matter to you bum
Why you in my mentions?
She want a click, want a double tap
Wanna rack it up
I'm a bitch, I'm a pussycat
Feelin' like a cunt
In the mix, you know matter fact
I been leveled up
Switch it up, make it magical
Everytime I strut
Left foot, right foot, see em' all watch
Eyes glued to the thighs like it's Elmer's
In the face, yeah they get so quiet
Not one peep but I know in private
They say I'm selfish
Say I'm superficial
Passively aggress
They call me greedy
Say I only care 'bout
Personal interests
But I ain't made it this far
Ate it this hard
Worried bout another mother f*ckin' bitch
But me
I'm all that matters in this city of pricks
Insidious when I spit
Forever ride it so slick
He told me babe you feelin' wet
I told him soup up the drip
I'd sell my soul to see these other bitches
Die by my blick
This shit don't even matter to me
I just do it for kicks
I only do it cuz I'm good
If you're ass you should cease it
Not everyone should make music
Girl we need some baristas
We need cashiers, need mechanics
F*ck a studio 'sesh
Just cuz you see me gettin' mines
Don't mean that you could be next
Girl what's it gonna be
What's it gonna do
When you gonna step in that booth
Hit me with a little tune
Before I step in that room
I'll run around
Make a scene
Make a boom
Put the megaphone in my hand
Air your shit to the moon
Hot to the touch like Vivi
You not enough not hitting
You stay afloat yet I stay winning
He eat it from the back
Got my back to the ceiling
Yeah I'm liking that feeling
It feels so good so tight
Body on tea on ten on flights
To Dubai, Bora Bora skies
Make your boyfriend sit and fantasize
Cuz he want it right now
Want it so bad
Wanna get sucked
Get it wet
Get it soakin'
Bitch I'm super cunt
Super icy
I'm that supersonic wifey
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C to the H
-ESCA, say my name
Say it good, say it smooth
Say I'm stuck inside your brain
Tell me I'm do-si-do, dancin'
Body drivin' you insane
Boy you wanna relapse
On the figure, on the hourglass
You wanna wake up next me
Oh he really really want me in a white dress
Want me at the altar
Wanna throw a ring on the finger
Like a monster
Big rock, double V S, know I like that
Ice so bright, let it shine, lookin' priceless
Bitches talk, bitches roll their eyes at me
They really need attention
If I don't matter to you bum
Why you in my mentions?
She want a click, want a double tap
Wanna rack it up
I'm a bitch, I'm a pussycat
Feelin' like a cunt
In the mix, you know matter fact
I been leveled up
Switch it up, make it magical
Everytime I strut
Left foot, right foot, see em' all watch
Eyes glued to the thighs like it's Elmer's
In the face, yeah they get so quiet
Not one peep but I know in private
They say I'm selfish
Say I'm superficial
Passively aggress
They call me greedy
Say I only care 'bout
Personal interests
But I ain't made it this far
Ate it this hard
Worried bout another mother f*ckin' bitch
But me
I'm all that matters in this city of pricks
Insidious when I spit
Forever ride it so slick
He told me babe you feelin' wet
I told him soup up the drip
I'd sell my soul to see these other bitches
Die by my blick
This shit don't even matter to me
I just do it for kicks
I only do it cuz I'm good
If you're ass you should cease it
Not everyone should make music
Girl we need some baristas
We need cashiers, need mechanics
F*ck a studio 'sesh
Just cuz you see me gettin' mines
Don't mean that you could be next
Girl what's it gonna be
What's it gonna do
When you gonna step in that booth
Hit me with a little tune
Before I step in that room
I'll run around
Make a scene
Make a boom
Put the megaphone in my hand
Air your shit to the moon
Hot to the touch like Vivi
You not enough not hitting
You stay afloat yet I stay winning
He eat it from the back
Got my back to the ceiling
Yeah I'm liking that feeling
It feels so good so tight
Body on tea on ten on flights
To Dubai, Bora Bora skies
Make your boyfriend sit and fantasize
Cuz he want it right now
Want it so bad
Wanna get sucked
Get it wet
Get it soakin'
Bitch I'm super cunt
Super icy
I'm that supersonic wifey
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Writer: Chesca Raiola
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Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Chesca Raiola

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