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kapri milani - in da club كلمات أغنية

[intro: kapri milani & amilli]
ayy, yo amilli (ayy, yo kaprizzy)
what you on?
(why you mad, why you mad?)
(fix your face, why you mad?)

[chorus: kapri milani]
no panties on, ain’t never gave a f_ck
should i rock them gucci heels or versace pumps?
on them cutw_ters, b_tch, i be h_lla drunk
all the boys wanna party, i be turnt as f_ck

[post_chorus: kapri milani & amilli]
we be in the club (ayy, yo amilli, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, kapri, turn me up?)
we be in the club (make a n_gga spend his bucks)
we be in the club (bounce that ass, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, yo amilli, ho, what’s up?)
we be in the club (ayy, kapri, turn me up?)
we be in the club (make a n_gga spend his bucks)
we be in the club (bounce that ass, ho, what’s up?)

[verse 1: kapri milani & amilli]
my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
(d_mn right, b_tch, it’s better than y’alls)
get ’em drunk, take a picture of his card
(make him pass out, like, ooh la_la)
ayy, yo, b_tch, i can teach you how to make a d_ck stand up
won’t give ’em p_ssy, but i make ’em give them bands up
okay, my tans up, baddies throw your hands up
prizzy be lynchin’, ’cause all these n_ggas gettin’ sn_tched up
pretty b_tches, seldom, bad b_tches, welcome
heard yo’ new tracks and your label should’ve shelved ’em
b_tches without bots, so you hoes is unwelcome
pretty face_time, all my pictures i_r_l’d ’em
tell ’em move, i’m with your dude
walk up in saks and clear out jimmy choo
they usin’ my memes, b_tch, i’m the mood
b_tch, i’m the problem, so f_ck how i’m viewed
[verse 2: amilli]
got, got my florida b_tches in the back, pink pucci on the ass
get it swingin’ like a bat, i’m the sh_t, no scat
who the f_ck said you better than ‘milli? (that’s cap)
and my waist on ozempic, but that ass too fat
like ooh, b_tch, who is you?
don’t got new money, you not in the crew
freaky friday, he want that switcheroo
nowthatstv, it must be deja vu
pull up in the drop top, put a rock in my ciroc
and the kelly be the croc, went from fan to an opp
i be on that chris bosh and my ass too soft
sugar daddy got it done, took me to the bodyshop
i be workin’ and grindin’ that sh_t, cinderella
that’s gucci, botanical print on my sweater
f_ck all them b_tches, ain’t mailin’ them letters
that b_tch is a roach, and i got the repellent
amilli (ow)

[chorus: kapri milani]
no, no panties on (ooh), ain’t never gave a f_ck
should i rock them gucci heels or versace pumps?
on them cutw_ters, b_tch, i be h_lla drunk
all the boys wanna party, i be turnt as f_ck

- kapri milani

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