Doja Cat – Agora Hills Lyrics

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Ooh
Yeah, yeah

Kissin’ and hope they caught us (ah)
Whether they like or not (not)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna brag about it (yeah)
I wanna tie the knot (knot)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)

I wanna show you (off), yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you (yeah), yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you

Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy

(So, 9:30?)
(I’ll see you there)
(No, you hang up)
(You hang up)

Somethin’ different about you
Love it when he hit and smack too
Baby, let me lick on your tattoos
That’s true that I like PDA, take it to a seedy place
Suck a little dick in the bathroom
Who that man with the big strong hands
On her ass in the club with the paps? Baby, that’s you
Front-seat chillin’ with the window down
I be ten toes down on the dash gettin’ fast food
Hope you can handle the heat, put your name in the streets
Get used to my fans lookin’ at you
Fuck what they heard, I don’t fuck with them birds
I’m a mean kitty, don’t get stabbed with the rat tooth
Boys be mad that I don’t fuck incels
Girls hate too, gun to their pigtail
I love you, I wanna big chill
Boy, don’t trip, I’ll split a big bill
Take you ‘round the world, they don’t have to understand
Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand

(Baby, can you call me back?)
(I miss you)
(It’s so lonely in my mansion)

Kissin’ and hope they caught us (ah)
Whether they like or not (not)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna brag about it (yeah)
I wanna tie the knot (knot)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)

I wanna show you (off), yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you (yeah), yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you

Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy

(Ah, sorry)
(I was takin’ a sip of my root beer)

‘Cause love is pain, but I need this shit (yeah)
We fuck too good when the bean kicks in
Like Fortnite, I’ma need your skin (yeah)
Don’t give a fuck where the penis been (uh)
Boy, you’re the one, you’re the only man
Me and you on my OnlyFans
Holy cow, you’re the Holy Trin’
Hold me down when a hole need dick
Be my security, it’s your therapy
With you, I ain’t holdin’ shit back
When I need my space, you give that
When he broke my heart, you fixed that
With a long walk on the beach
Love it when they honk-honk on the street (beep)
When they see us zoom by in the Jeep (yeah)
We a whole damn joint, we a energy
Baby, we could just ride on our enemies
They all want to know how you get to me
Let ‘em feel how they feel and be Philistines
‘Cause this type of love’s the epitome, said

(Baby, you’re literally cappin’ to me right now)
(Like, why are you cappin’ me?)
(You just cap so hard, it’s)
(I don’t know what to do)

Kissin’ and hope they caught us (ah)
Whether they like or not (not)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna brag about it (yeah)
I wanna tie the knot (knot)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)

I wanna show you (off), yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you (yeah), yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you off (off)
I wanna show you

Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy
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Doja Cat – Demons Lyrics

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(d.a. got that dope)
(Ha-ha-ha-ha) Yeah, ayy

Yeah, ayy
How my demons look (How your demons)
Now that my pocket’s full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
How my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that you bitches shook? (Bitch)
Yeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that my pocket’s full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
How my demons look (Bitch, ayy)
Yeah, now that you bitches shook?

I am on to bigger things
I just bought a limousine (A limousine)
You live like me in your dreams (Yes, you do)
I just quit the nicotine (I did)
If you throwin’ dick at me (Do it, nigga)
That shit should be big at least (Do it, nigga)
Nigga, I’ma bring the heat
I’ma bring the cold (The cold)
You should bring your skis (Brr)
I’m a fuckin’ queen (Queen)
I am expeditiously (See it, bitch)
Are you off a key? (You off a key?)
I would never let you in my V.I.P
We are enemies, we are foes
Who are you and what are those?
You are gross
Percocet got you playing with your nose

Yeah, ayy
How my demons look (How your demons)
Now that my pocket’s full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
How my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that you bitches shook? (Bitch)
Yeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that my pocket’s full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
How my demons look (Bitch, ayy)
Yeah, now that you bitches shook?

I’m a puppet, I’m a sheep, I’m a cash cow
I’m the fastest-growing bitch on all your apps now
You are tired of me ‘cause I’m on your ass now
You are mad at me ‘cause I am all they slap now
I can nap now
Lots of people that were sleeping say I rap now
Lots of people’s hopes and dreams are finally trashed now
Lots of people say they met me in the past now
I done took the spotlight and made ‘em black out
I done took the whole dick and blew my back out
I just swallowed all his kids and spit the class out
I take the trash out, mm
I’m finna cash out, uh
Bitch, do not pass out

Yeah, ayy
How my demons look (How your demons)
Now that my pocket’s full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
How my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that you bitches shook? (Bitch)
Yeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that my pocket’s full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
How my demons look (Bitch, ayy)
Yeah, now that you bitches shook?

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Doja Cat – Paint The Town Red Lyrics

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(By)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)

Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I’d rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don’t care, I paint the town red

Bitch, I said what I said
I’d rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don’t care, I paint the town red

Mmm, she the devil
She a bad lil’ bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It’ll take a whole lot for me to settle

Mmm, she the devil
She a bad lil’ bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It’ll take a whole lot for me to settle (yeah, yeah)

Said my happiness is all of your misery
I put good dick all in my kidneys
This Margiel’ don’t come with no jealousy
My illness don’t come with no remedy
I am so much fun without Hennessy
They just want my love and my energy
You can’t talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I’m in yo’ shit if you send for me
I’m going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have magical foresight
You gon’ see me sleepin’ in courtside
You gon’ see me eatin’ ten more times
Ugh, you can’t take that bitch nowhere
Ugh, I look better with no hair
Ugh, ain’t no sign I can’t smoke here
Ugh, gimme the chance and I’ll go there (yeah)

Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I’d rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don’t care, I paint the town red

Bitch, I said what I said
I’d rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don’t care, I paint the town red

Mmm, she the devil
She a bad lil’ bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It’ll take a whole lot for me to settle

Mmm, she the devil
She a bad lil’ bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It’ll take a whole lot for me to settle (yeah, yeah)

Said pop make money, now you try, bitch
You could use a revamp with a new vibe, sis
I don’t need a big feature or a new sidekick
I don’t need a new fan, ‘cause my boo like it
I don’t need to wear a wig to make you like it
I’m a two-time bitch, you ain’t knew I’d win?
Throw a shot like you tryna have a food fight then
All my opps waitin’ for me to be you, I bet

Said I got drive, I don’t need a car
Money really all that we fiendin’ for
I’m doin’ things they ain’t seen before
Fans ain’t dumb, but extremists are
I’m a demon, Lord
Fall off what? I ain’t seen the horse
Called your bluff, better cite the source
Fame ain’t somethin’ that I need no more

‘Cause, bitch, I said what I said
I’d rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don’t care, I paint the town red

Bitch, I said what I said
I’d rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don’t care, I paint the town red

Mmm, she the devil
She a bad lil’ bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It’ll take a whole lot for me to settle

Mmm, she the devil
She a bad lil’ bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It’ll take a whole lot for me to settle

(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
(Walk on by)
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Doja Cat & Tyga – Freaky Deaky

Doja Cat & Tyga – Freaky Deaky Lyrics
Freaky Deaky Lyrics, lETRA:

Chorus: Doja Cat
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky
You’re on your way to see me
Got the mirror on the ceiling
You’re in the mood to please me
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky
You’re on your way to see me
Got the mirror on the ceiling
You’re in the mood to please me, yeah

Verse 1: Tyga
Uh, my lil’ shawty always on time (Time)
I pick you up, come outside, take you for a ride (Ride)
Body like December, ass on summertime (Ayy, ayy)
Take off the top (Ooh, ooh), sweet Carolinе (Woo)
Meet my jeweler, put icе on that (That)
Ayy, two diamond chains, what’s the price on that? (That)
When you worth what you worth, I invest in that (Yeah)
Itty-bitty waist but your ass so fat (Yeah)
Let me slide in it, Wayne Gretzky (Ayy)
Let me see it bounce like a jet ski, ayy (Ayy)
I know you wishing he was like me (Like me)
Late night, callin’ me for some good D, ayy

Chorus: Doja Cat
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky
You’re on your way to see me
Got the mirror on the ceiling
You’re in the mood to please me
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky
You’re on your way to see me
Got the mirror on the ceiling
You’re in the mood to please me, yeah
Post-Chorus: Tyga and Doja Cat
Ah, back it up (Mmm)
Make me back it up, back it up, back it up for you (Ayy, ayy)
I wanna see you back it up
See, I can back it up, back it up, back it up for you
Mmm, gon’ ‘head, back it up
So, let me back it up, back it up, back it up for you
Mmm, gon’ ‘head, back it up
I can back it up, back it up, back it up for you (Ah, ayy, ayy)

Verse 2: Doja Cat
See, that’s my type, I’ma cop flights (Hey)
You could break a back and I could put it on rice
I got sleeping issues so I do it all night
Boy, give me a show and put the pussy on ice
Keep your eyes shut, I’ma go tough (I’ma)
He don’t want an “If” or an “And,” just butt
Don’t give me a “Miss” or a “Ma’am,” just “Slut”
Boy, just let me switch up on your ass and fuck
‘Cause we frustrated, they all make love
It’s so overrated, just come over (Come on)
I’m over wit’ it, I’m all messed up (Come on)
I’m goin’ crazy, all on my tongue ‘cause

Chorus: Doja Cat
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky
You’re on your way to see me
Got the mirror on the ceiling
You’re in the mood to please me
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky
You’re on your way to see me
Got the mirror on the ceiling
You’re in the mood to please me, yeah
Verse 3: Tyga
Uh, black Barbie, perfect and you gnarly (Yeah)
I raise the stakes for you and bet all it (Whoa)
Put some respect on my name, I get you poppin’ (Yeah)
Don’t leave your girl around me, I got options (Yeah)
Ain’t no stoppin’ the ball
She wanna take it off for me, in her new Dior
Wanna touch it, wanna grab it, wanna lick it, wanna ride it
I get so infatuated and erotic wit’ you
Take a shot, we intoxicated (Woo)
Taste so sweet, lick the rapper, baby (Ha)
She never was a freak and she said, “You made me” (Yeah)
Forever, forever, ever, juicy, baby

Chorus: Doja Cat and Tyga
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky
You’re on your way to see me
Got the mirror on the ceiling (On the ceiling)
You’re in the mood to please me
I’ve been feelin’ freaky deaky (Yeah, yeah)
You’re on your way to see me (Oh, baby, yeah)
Got the mirror on the ceiling (Oh, baby, yeah)
You’re in the mood to please me, yeah (Ayy)

Post-Chorus: Tyga and Doja Cat
Ah, back it up (Mmm)
Make me back it up, back it up, back it up for you
I wanna see you back it up
See, I can back it up, back it up, back it up for you
Mmm, gon’ ‘head, back it up
So, let me back it up, back it up, back it up for you
Mmm, gon’ ‘head, back it up
So, I can back it up, back it up, back it up for you
Outro: Doja Cat
Hahaha
Ayy, yeah, I’m feelin’ freaky deaky
Tyga, uh, Doja, let’s go wild