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Pillowtalk, need a pillow fight Something wrong if you don't bite I can love on you all night A little drama that’s my type Yo quiero affogato, you making me cansado I like it when it's messy, we'll deal with it tomorrow Don’t try to call me, "Baby", I'm feeling like you hollow I want you to be angry, I know it's hard to swallow I need my bitch to yell at me, purr (Yeah) Need a girly who loves to get on my nerves (Yeah, yeah) I need my bitch to yell at me, purr (Yeah, yeah) Need a girly who loves to get on my nerves (Period) I need my nigga mad at me, purr (Purr) So when we fuckin' he gon' pull my hurr (Pull my hurr) I need my nigga mad at me, purr (Purr) So when we fuckin' he gon' pull my hurr Calling out all my bitches Yеlling at me in my kitchen Go on and throw them dishеs Wanna make you my Mrs., yeah Calling out all my bitches Yelling at me in my kitchen Go on and throw them dishes SongtexteYeah, you sweeter than Moscato Henny out the bottle Don't wanna tuna salad Anchovies from Amalfi I ain’t no fuckin Gandhi Don’t think he drank tequila Middle Eastern mami, I met her in Ibiza She own a Murakami, she wanna throw me pussy I'm savin’ it for later, I put it on the freezer She want a brain like zombie, she tellin' me to bite her My girl need to be screamy, and wantin' me to fight her (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I need my bitch to yell at me, purr (Yeah) Need a girly who loves to get on my nerves (Yeah, yeah) I need my bitch to yell at me, purr (Yeah, yeah) Need a girly who loves to get on my nerves (Period) I need my nigga mad at me, purr (Purr) So when we fuckin' he gon’ pull my hurr (Pull my hurr) I need my nigga mad at me, purr (Purr) So when we fuckin' he gon' pull my hurr Calling out all my bitches Yelling at me in my kitchen Go on and throw them dishes Wanna make you my Mrs., yeah (Yeah) Calling out all my bitches (Oh, oh) Yelling at me in my kitchen Go on and throw them dishes (Woah, oh) Calling out all my bitches Yelling at me in my kitchen Go on and throw them dishes Wanna make you my Mrs., yeah Calling out all my bitches Yelling at me in my kitchen Go on and throw them dishes, ooh woah, oh, oh I don't know why you wanna fuckin' play with me It's like you always doin' shit to get under my motherfuckin' skin And you keep fuckin' playin' with me, I'ma put my fuckin' hands on you Bitch, you know what I think you'll like this, stupid ass shit You want a bitch to go inside your motherfuckin' head Well, you know what? You know you got the right one, you know you got the right one 'Cause I'm not the one or the two, I'ma beat your fuckin' ass Aus Songtexte Mania