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Okay Bip-bip, boo! (Boo!) Show up to the party, it's guerrilla With an itty-bitty chance of having a good time Sip, sip, sippin' margaritas Spillin' like a villain, better whip out the Swiffer Hide in my mind, smoke away depression Damn that guy, he keeping me guessin' Bolo tie, why's he making impressions? Look like my exes (Hey) They good, they tight They pull me under East Side guys They bring the thunder She the best, she the best when she move it Shake it too hard and she just might lose it Bubblegum, bubble butt, bubble bum She the crazy one goin' apeshit dumb Hide in her mind, smoke away depression Damn that guy, he keeping her guessin' Bolo tie, why's he making impressions? Look like her exes SongtexteThey good, they tight (Tight) They pull her under East Side guys (Guys) They bring the thunder They good, they tight (They tight) They pull her under East Side guys They bring the thunder I really like you when I Stare into both of your eyes Even though I'm terrified It's so right, yeah You just do what you like You feel like simpler times Yeah, you be hugging my mind It's so right, yeah (Oh, oh, oh yeah, yeah) It's so right, yeah It's so right, right Yeah, guerrilla, guerrilla! Yeah, guerrilla, guerrilla! Guerrilla, guerrilla! Yeah, uh Guerilla, bitch! Aus Songtexte Mania