lirik lagu kapri milani - in da club
[intro: kapri milani & amilli]
ayy, yo amilli (ayy, yo kaprizzy)
what you on?
(why you mad, why you mad?)
(fix your face, why you mad?)
[chorus: kapri milani]
no panties on, ain’t never gave a f~ck
should i rock them gucci heels or versace pumps?
on them cutw~ters, b~tch, i be h~lla drunk
all the boys wanna party, i be turnt as f~ck
[post~chorus: kapri milani & amilli]
we be in the club (ayy, yo amilli, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, kapri, turn me up?)
we be in the club (make a n~gga spend his bucks)
we be in the club (bounce that ass, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, yo amilli, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, kapri, turn me up?)
we be in the club (make a n~gga spend his bucks)
we be in the club (bounce that ass, ho, what’s up?)
[verse 1: kapri milani & amilli]
my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
(d~mn right, b~tch, it’s better than y’alls)
get ’em drunk, take a picture of his card
(make him pass out, like, ooh la~la)
ayy, yo, b~tch, i can teach you how to make a d~ck stand up
won’t give ’em p~ssy, but i make ’em give them bands up
okay, my tans up, baddies throw your hands up
prizzy be lynchin’, ’cause all these n~ggas gettin’ sn~tched up
pretty b~tches, seldom, bad b~tches, welcome
heard yo’ new tracks and your label should’ve shelved ’em
b~tches without bots, so you hoes is unwelcome
pretty face~time, all my pictures i~r~l’d ’em
tell ’em move, i’m with your dude
walk up in saks and clear out jimmy choo
they usin’ my memes, b~tch, i’m the mood
b~tch, i’m the problem, so f~ck how i’m viewed
[verse 2: amilli]
got, got my florida b~tches in the back, pink pucci on the ass
get it swingin’ like a bat, i’m the sh~t, no scat
who the f~ck said you better than ‘milli? (that’s cap)
and my waist on ozempic, but that ass too fat
like ooh, b~tch, who is you?
don’t got new money, you not in the crew
freaky friday, he want that switcheroo
nowthatstv, it must be deja vu
pull up in the drop top, put a rock in my ciroc
and the kelly be the croc, went from fan to an opp
i be on that chris bosh and my ass too soft
sugar daddy got it done, took me to the bodyshop
i be workin’ and grindin’ that sh~t, cinderella
that’s gucci, botanical print on my sweater
f~ck all them b~tches, ain’t mailin’ them letters
that b~tch is a roach, and i got the repellent
amilli (ow)
[chorus: kapri milani]
no, no panties on (ooh), ain’t never gave a f~ck
should i rock them gucci heels or versace pumps?
on them cutw~ters, b~tch, i be h~lla drunk
all the boys wanna party, i be turnt as f~ck
[post~chorus: kapri milani & amilli]
we be in the club (ayy, yo amilli, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, kapri, turn me up?)
we be in the club (make a n~gga spend his bucks)
we be in the club (bounce that ass, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, yo amilli, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, kapri, turn me up?)
we be in the club (make a n~gga spend his bucks)
we be in the club (bounce that ass, ho, what’s up?)
[outro: amilli)
ow
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