1: Kesha & Tayla I remember every time we

Kesha & Big oh, oh, ohLet's 1: Kesha

goin' down, I'm yellin' timberYou better move, you better

1: help it when we metI was playin' hard

Dirt Nasty & boom-boom-boomboxBoombox-box-box, boomboxBoombox, 1: Dirt

1: Dirt are my favourite ladiesPurr like a vintage

-tionChain re-re-re-re-reaction, a-action, -tionChain re-re-re-re-reaction, feel like I'm

never gonna be your side, bitchI'm riding shotgun, you're

breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubblesGirls with tattoos

Yes bitch!!I had to go there with this one, (Let's go)My

hear your heart beat to the beat of the drumsOh,

like a shirt with a coffee stainLeft in the

a fine line I've been walkin'And trying to balance

maybe I'm a reckless womanMaybe heartache feels like homeI've

hear your heartbeat to the beat of the drumsHigh blood

pool, limousines (C'mon, let's do it)C'mon, let's cause a

spin my head right round, right roundWhen you go

up in the mornin' feelin' like P. DiddyGrab my

you, without-thout-out yaWithout you, withoutWithout you, without-thout-out yaWithout you, without

x 1: up in the morning feelin'