Best Friend's Ass (Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike Remix)
By Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike & Paris Hilton (2019)
On album Best Friend's Ass (2019)
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[Intro]
Alright, let's go
[Verse 1]
Walk in VIP, don't need no drink tickets, buddy
I got money, milk and honey
All my bitches actin' funny
[Pre-Chorus]
Like, uh, they poppin' bottles like, uh
They on my body like, uh
They got the tab and they call me bad
[Chorus]
But all I see is fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
[Post-Chorus]
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
[Verse 2]
Emptyin' they pockets like it's gonna make moves
They say, "Ooh, I like your shoes
Oh you fuck with Jimmy Choo?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, they poppin' bottles like, uh
They on my body like, uh
They got the tab and they call me bad
[Chorus]
But all I see is fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass)
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass)
[Post-Chorus]
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
[Verse 3]
Lights on, gotta leave here now
They're clearin' out the room
I don't care, let's get some food
Fuck that, we're goin' to the moon
[Pre-Chorus]
Like, uh, we poppin', sippin' like, uh
And now we trippin' like fuck
I feel super, call a Uber
[Chorus 2]
But it turns out he's a fuckboy
So I told him step up on the gas
'Cause I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass)
[Outro]
Fu-fu–
Alright, let's go
[Verse 1]
Walk in VIP, don't need no drink tickets, buddy
I got money, milk and honey
All my bitches actin' funny
[Pre-Chorus]
Like, uh, they poppin' bottles like, uh
They on my body like, uh
They got the tab and they call me bad
[Chorus]
But all I see is fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
[Post-Chorus]
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
[Verse 2]
Emptyin' they pockets like it's gonna make moves
They say, "Ooh, I like your shoes
Oh you fuck with Jimmy Choo?"
[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, they poppin' bottles like, uh
They on my body like, uh
They got the tab and they call me bad
[Chorus]
But all I see is fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass)
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass)
[Post-Chorus]
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu-fuckboys
Fucking rude
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
Fu-fu–
(Alright, let's go)
[Verse 3]
Lights on, gotta leave here now
They're clearin' out the room
I don't care, let's get some food
Fuck that, we're goin' to the moon
[Pre-Chorus]
Like, uh, we poppin', sippin' like, uh
And now we trippin' like fuck
I feel super, call a Uber
[Chorus 2]
But it turns out he's a fuckboy
So I told him step up on the gas
'Cause I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's ass
Fu-fu-fuckboys everywhere tryna make a pass
But I can't stop lookin' at my best friend's (Ass)
[Outro]
Fu-fu–
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