It's Sexyy OMG Airplane's on the roof Body get high like balloon Hurricane in the room And they're like: Oh, my God
Oh, my God Airplane's on the roof Body get high like balloon Hurricane in the room And they're like: Oh, my God Blow hot like a fuse Yeah, we too hot to be cool (damn) We breakin' the rules And they're like: Oh, my God
Run it up, we certified Blow this up, we chasin' highs On the floor, it's justified Oh, oh, oh, my God Credit cards maxed out tonight Out my head, lost in the lights Temperature is on the rise (yeah) Like: Oh, my God
Cross paths like: Vroom (eow) High as fuck 'cause I'm rollin' off shrooms (yeah) Skin shine like I'm fresh up out the pool D-Dimes dance, not a man that's in the room (none) Never lame, whole life been cool B-bad bitch, so I'm breakin' all the rules Pay my own bills, I do what I wanna do (Sexyy) Now it's time to act a fool (let's go)
Pullin' up and I'm in some new (pew-pew) Hella deep and I'm with my crew (pow-pow) Feelin' sexy, might steal your boo Lookin' good, yeah, you know I look cute (OMG) Actin' bad, and I'm out my mind My man trippin' so a bitch outside I ain't goin' in the house tonight
Oh, my God Airplane's on the roof Body get high like balloon Hurricane in the room And they're like: Oh, my God Blow hot like a fuse Yeah, we too hot to be cool (damn) We breakin' the rules And they're like: Oh, my God
Run it up, we certified Blow this up, we chasin' highs On the floor, it's justified Oh, oh, oh, my God Credit cards maxed out tonight Out my head, lost in the lights Temperature is on the rise (yeah) Like: Oh, my God
Uh, uh, uh Yeah, and they're like
Oh, my God Airplane's on the roof Body get high like balloon Hurricane in the room And they're like: Oh, my God Blow hot like a fuse Yeah, we too hot to be cool (damn) We breakin' the rules And they're like: Oh, my God
It's Sexyy Oh, my God
Compositor: Sexyy Red / Tiesto / Reece Pullinger / RetroVision / Mila Falls