Doja Cat Golden текст песни, слова песни Golden Doja Cat
Doja Cat - Golden
How you make your mouth and your wrist all frozen
No handlebars but my hips so Hogan
Pockets make the thou when I'm feeling so bloated
Click, bang, pow, now your speakers are loaded
New JC's, I can't wait to put my toes in
Posin' and all them little niggas start jonesin'
We might have something in common cause I admit I'm focused
I've been riding through The Hills like Heidi
Twerkin' on his suit like Miley
He chasin' like Coyote, Wile E
So I ain't surprised if his bitch tryna bite me
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