Ayy
Ge-ge-get them bottles poppin’, we got another hit
‘Cause everywhere we walkin’, the fans all over me
I got you so excited, you want me like you should
I woke up in the morning, I tore
Don’t you love the money? (Yeah, money), don’t you love my style? (Style)
Don’t you love the way my phone keeps goin’ off all night? (Off all night)
Push me to the window, dro-drop it to the floor (Ayy)
You already know my name, but I don’t know yours
And you’re so mad about it (Yeah)
‘Cause I got a lot of need for speed, so get that shit on top of me
And I got another place to be, so let me freak it with you, now (Yeah)
And I’m sorry if you fall for me ‘cause my life moves so quickly
‘Cause I got a lot of need for speed
I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I want it fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
I want it fast, fast, fast—
D-d-do that, do that, baby
Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick boom, starlet stumbles in the room
Next look, tour non-stop, I’m a pop star
Pour pink sugar on me, hurry up, I gotta leave
My label yelling in my ear, yeah
‘Cause they love the money (Yeah, money) and they want it now (Now)
And they love it when I got no boyfriend in my life
Push me in the pillow, dro-dro-drop it to the floor (Ayy)
You already know my name but I don’t know yours
And you’re so mad about it (Yeah)
‘Cause I got a lot of need for speed, so get that shit on top of me
And I got another place to be, so let me freak it with you, now (Yeah)
And I’m sorry if you fall for me ‘cause my life moves so quickly
‘Cause I got a lot of need for speed
I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I want it fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
I want it fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
I want it fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
I want it fast, fast, fast—
D-d-do that, do that, baby
(Detour)
(D-d-do that, do that, baby)
(D-d-do that, do that, baby)
Time’s almost up, don’t wait too long or you’ll lose me (Do that, do that, do that, do that)
You really don’t know me, no one really knows me (Do that, do that)
Yeah, you should know, I want you to know me (D-do that, do that)
You’re moving too slowly if you’re tryin’ to hold me (Do that, do that)
I’ma disappear, you already know and you’re so mad about it
‘Cause I got a lot of need for speed, so get that shit on top of me
And I got another place to be, so let me freak it with you, now
And I’m sorry if you fall for me ‘cause my life moves so quickly
‘Cause I got a lot of need for speed, say you wanna leave with me (I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I, ooh)
I want it fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
I want it fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
I want it fast, fast, fast, fast, fast, fast (Yeah)
I want it fast, fast, fast—
D-d-do that, do that, baby
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