Lyrics

I'm sorry, I'm not sorry I'm a fuck girl with mind and body Now I couldn't help but they just falling 'cause they Hanging up and then they calling They just so cute and so damn fetching One date then I'm obsessing Too fine to keep them guessing Guess what? What, what, what First, I get his number And it's hot like summer It's my favourite number Always keep him in my covers 'Til I see another Then I need another I want it, I got it I got it 'cause you so Crush it, crush it, crush every time Wanting your heart like a toy Oh, you're my plaything boy Getting, getting it, getting it there My sugar sweet teddy bear Oh, you're my plaything boy Feeling sweet, feeling hot, feeling pretty Sipping on drinks, getting high in the city Spirit dream eyes look at me in my cherry Crush it, crush it, crush every time Wanting your heart like a toy Oh, you're my plaything boy Fuck a pretty boys, white tees with the curls, ooh I don't got a type, what I say really not true I'm a playgirl, galoptic when I come through You could stay the night if you want to Ride, on my plaything all night I'm so pretty, keep it tight Bitch, I'm all he thinks about (you could stay the night if you want to) First, I get his number And it's hot like summer It's my favourite number Always keep him in my covers 'Til I see another Then I need another I want it, I got it I got it 'cause you so Crush it, crush it, crush every time Wanting your heart like a toy Oh, you're my plaything boy Getting, getting it, getting it there My sugar sweet teddy bear Oh, you're my plaything boy Feeling sweet, feeling hot, feeling pretty Sipping on drinks, getting high in the city Spirit dream eyes look at me in my cherry, oh Crush it, crush it, crush every time Wanting your heart like a toy Oh, you're my plaything boy, uh
Writer(s): Maaike Kito Lebbing, Ross Birchard, Danny Parker, Nadya Tolokonnikova, Sarah Y Lee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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