Letra Ain’t In LA - ADÉLA
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
She shares a room with her younger brother
Clothes secondhand from her best friend's mother
Cut 'em all up, yeah, she got her own style
Madonna on the wall next to Destiny's Child
And she's all that
'Cause she knows she's beautiful, uh
And she's taught that
Her dreams don't live at home
Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
All of the girls in them unknown cities
You're so unique and your face so pretty
Don't look like anyone, you're not just anyone
I'd rather be a nobody than to be like everyone
And you're all that
'Cause you know you're beautiful, uh
And you're taught that
Your dreams don't live at home
Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane (Yeah, yeah, oh, woah)
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away (No)
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
She shares a room with her younger brother
Clothes secondhand from her best friend's mother
Cut 'em all up, yeah, she got her own style
Madonna on the wall next to Destiny's Child
And she's all that
'Cause she knows she's beautiful, uh
And she's taught that
Her dreams don't live at home
Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
All of the girls in them unknown cities
You're so unique and your face so pretty
Don't look like anyone, you're not just anyone
I'd rather be a nobody than to be like everyone
And you're all that
'Cause you know you're beautiful, uh
And you're taught that
Your dreams don't live at home
Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth going dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane (Yeah, yeah, oh, woah)
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away (No)
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
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