Cattitude (feat. RuPaul)
Miley Cyrus
Miley Cyrus
Bitch you look like you done already did had yours
You better go take your country ass indoors and put some damn clothes on
'Cause nobody need to be seeing all of that
The library is officially open
This cat is in heat
Lemme ride that beat
My pussy on fire
Pussy five-alarm fire
This cat is in heat
Lemme ride that beat
My pussy on fire
Pussy five-alarm fire
Turn up your grattitude
Turn on your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
Turn up you gratitude
Turn down your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
Ay, go stupid, go dumb
Come and get it, 'cause I know you want some
Nashville, Tennessee where I'm from
Since I was three, I been bangin' on the drum
Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum pum-pum-pum-pum-pum-nasty
I'm so nasty
Nasty
Nasty
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
Ride, shine, clock say "pussy time"
Bust my pussy nut while I'm fingerin' your butt
Do I suck dick? You ain't seen shit
Throw a C-note, watch you slide down my throat
Yeah, my pussy fine, I pop it 'cause it's mine
I don't give a fuck if they call me a slut
What I do with a dick, elect me President
Put tears in his eyes when I milk a brother dry
So nasty
Nasty
Nasty
Nasty
Nasty
I'ma keep workin' from dawn to dusk
So I can keep buyin' cars off Elon Musk
The matte-black spinners, no that's a must
I want the whole pie, so leave the crust
I'm the moon, I'm the stars, I'm a Maserati
I love you, Nicki, but I listen to Cardi
I got a new song on the radio
And it goes five, four, three, two
One, that's right, it's a number one
And I can't take you with me as a carry-on
I already got my luggage, it's Margielan
And for my sixteenth birthday, I got Carey on
From the house up
The Queen
Queen, "Queen" is what you can call me
Queen, I'ma have you runnin' to your mommy
Queen, I'm the life of the party
Don't worry 'bout me, go and get yourself a hobby
(Sweet pussy of mine)
I'm so nasty
(Sweet pussy of mine)
Turn up your gratitude
Turn down your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
(Get it, get it)
I'm so nasty
(Cash money)
I'm so nasty
(Get it, get it)
(Got it good)
Turn up your gratitude
Turn down your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
Back up, you're squashin' my charisma
Why I gotta be so motherfuckin' extra?
Back up, you're squashin' my charisma
Why I gotta be so motherfuckin' extra?
(Get it, get it)
I'm so nasty
(Cash money)
Nasty
(Get it, get it)
I'm so nasty
(Cash money)
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
You're just mad 'cause your hair is flat
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
You're just mad 'cause your hair is flat
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
compositores: Alma Miettinen, Andrew Wyatt, Ilsey Juber, Miley Cyrus, Rupaul Charles
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Bitch you look like you done already did had yours
You better go take your country ass indoors and put some damn clothes on
'Cause nobody need to be seeing all of that
The library is officially open
This cat is in heat
Lemme ride that beat
My pussy on fire
Pussy five-alarm fire
This cat is in heat
Lemme ride that beat
My pussy on fire
Pussy five-alarm fire
Turn up your grattitude
Turn on your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
Turn up you gratitude
Turn down your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
(I don't fuck with you)
Ay, go stupid, go dumb
Come and get it, 'cause I know you want some
Nashville, Tennessee where I'm from
Since I was three, I been bangin' on the drum
Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum
Rum-pum-pum-pum pum-pum-pum-pum-pum-nasty
I'm so nasty
Nasty
Nasty
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
Ride, shine, clock say "pussy time"
Bust my pussy nut while I'm fingerin' your butt
Do I suck dick? You ain't seen shit
Throw a C-note, watch you slide down my throat
Yeah, my pussy fine, I pop it 'cause it's mine
I don't give a fuck if they call me a slut
What I do with a dick, elect me President
Put tears in his eyes when I milk a brother dry
So nasty
Nasty
Nasty
Nasty
Nasty
I'ma keep workin' from dawn to dusk
So I can keep buyin' cars off Elon Musk
The matte-black spinners, no that's a must
I want the whole pie, so leave the crust
I'm the moon, I'm the stars, I'm a Maserati
I love you, Nicki, but I listen to Cardi
I got a new song on the radio
And it goes five, four, three, two
One, that's right, it's a number one
And I can't take you with me as a carry-on
I already got my luggage, it's Margielan
And for my sixteenth birthday, I got Carey on
From the house up
The Queen
Queen, "Queen" is what you can call me
Queen, I'ma have you runnin' to your mommy
Queen, I'm the life of the party
Don't worry 'bout me, go and get yourself a hobby
(Sweet pussy of mine)
I'm so nasty
(Sweet pussy of mine)
Turn up your gratitude
Turn down your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
(Get it, get it)
I'm so nasty
(Cash money)
I'm so nasty
(Get it, get it)
(Got it good)
Turn up your gratitude
Turn down your attitude
I love my pussy that means I got cattitude
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
If you don't feel what I'm sayin'
I don't fuck with you
Back up, you're squashin' my charisma
Why I gotta be so motherfuckin' extra?
Back up, you're squashin' my charisma
Why I gotta be so motherfuckin' extra?
(Get it, get it)
I'm so nasty
(Cash money)
Nasty
(Get it, get it)
I'm so nasty
(Cash money)
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
You're just mad 'cause your hair is flat
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
You're just mad 'cause your hair is flat
I'm so motherfuckin' nasty
compositores: Alma Miettinen, Andrew Wyatt, Ilsey Juber, Miley Cyrus, Rupaul Charles
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