Текст песни
She a goodie two shoes
With her naughty friends
They a bad influence
Filling her cup full of Bombay
Sipping that gin and juice
Coming out her shell
Leaving the hotel
And she not one for the nightlife
But tonight she gon break the rules
Looking my way; I'm crushing
Bought her that drink; she blushing
Body language discussion
So we don't gotta talk about nothing
Booty clap when she buss it
Acting so self destructive
And enough's enough
I can tell she acting so innocent but that jig is up
Turn me into gold
With a single touch
All her bourgeois friends they don't recognize the girl she becomes
When she sniff the dust
No she don't do this often
No she don't do this often
But can't no one tell her nothing
Too busy self destructing
No she don't do this often
No she don't do this often
So we don't got talk about nothing
Kitted in Hermés
Something bout the way she walking got 'em turning heads
She flew out from Paris so I'm practicing my French
Kinda find it sexy when she acting so pretentious
Freak on the inside with a shell of innocence
She a pro, playing so hard to get
Feel at home when she dance by herself
She don't got no one else to impress
On the pole with her rich confidence
To the penthouse suite, make a mess
Pop a pill playing Russian roulette
And enough's enough
I can tell she acting so innocent but that jig is up
Turn me into gold
With a single touch
All her bourgeois friends they don't recognize the girl she becomes
When she sniff the dust
No she don't do this often
No she don't do this often
But can't no one tell her nothing
Too busy self destructing
No she don't do this often
No she don't do this often