badda-da-bah-bahComing out'cha mouth with'cha blah, blah, blahZip your lips

this, drop this, drop, drop this, this, this, thisDrop this,

door cracked, we don't need a keyWe get in

up in the morning feelin' like Jay Spizzy (Hey,

you didn't notice meI'm invisible, I can't be seenMaybe

not leaving until I... danceBack door cracked, we don't need

boys, think it's time that I mentionI got

don't know what I'm doingNobody does, nobody doesThese days, these

away from my windowLeave at your own chosen speedI'm

be the last one standingThe last one dancingGonna be the

Kesha & Miles been so lost, never felt so

a bitch I can't jump this, Evel KnievelI'm 'bout

Kesha, Big Freedia, Kesha & Big dang, this that

could ride a unicorn to schoolAnd if you fall

11:30 and I just got paidI’m a working lady,

Lyrics from Stud CountryI done let my high genes be in

kitten got your tongue tied in knots, I seeSpit

if it hurts my heart)I will love you, I will

I need some rehabOr maybe just need some sleepI

crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime, crime, crimeCrime, crime,