to the party, I ain't putting on makeupNo reason

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

know I'm not perfectI know I got issuesI know

Leigh-Anne, All, up in the morning feelin' like P.

now the sun is risingAnother long walk back home

when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chairTalking

I feel I'm growing upAnd somehow, the magic's turn

am in love with what we areNot what we

Lyrics from on a mission to win the bad

hear your heart beat, to the beat of the drumsOh

miss your soft lips, I miss your white sheetsI

Jesus took the wheel to bakers fieldHe handed me a bottle

used to get so distractedLightnin' up all this madnessMade

love can save us nowOnly love can save us nowOnly

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

feel loved, darling, I feel usedNobody makes me feel

you hit me like a twister, babeYou give me

1: Mr 305, off of my body, daleThere are

kitten got your tongue tied in knots, I seeSpit

that's buy my own things, I pay my