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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeUnholy (feat. Kim Petras)
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hotAt the body shopDoing something unholyLucky, lucky girl, she got married to a boy like youShe'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew'Bout all the shit you tell me that you doDirty, dirty boyYou know everyone is talking on the sceneI hear them whisperin''Bout the places that you beenAnd how you don't know howTo keep your business cleanMummy don't know daddy's getting hotAt the body shopDoing somethin' unholyHe's sat back while she's droppin' itShe'd be poppin' itYeah, she put it down slowlyOh, eh, oh, eh, oh, he left his kids at homeSo he can get thatMummy don't know daddy's getting hotAt the body shopDoing somethin' unholy (Woo)Mmm, daddy, daddy, if you want it, drop the addyGive me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddyYou gon' need to bag it up'Cause I'm spending on Rodeo (Woo)You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the AMAnd he, he get me PradaGet me Miu Miu like RihannaHe always call me'Cause I never cause no dramaAnd when you want it, babyI know I got you coveredAnd when you need it, babyJust jump under the coversMummy don't know daddy's getting hotAt the body shopDoing somethin' unholyHe's sat back while she's droppin' itShe'd be poppin' itYeah, she put it down slowlyOh, eh, oh, eh, oh, he left his kids at homeSo he can get thatMummy don't know daddy's getting hotAt the body shopDoing somethin' unholy
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