(originally by Kesha)
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
I'ma get
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
Get
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds
You can't imagine the immensity of the fuck I'm not givin' about you money and man servant at the mansion you live in
And I don't wanna go places where all my ladies can't get in
Just grab a bottle, some boys and let's take it back to my basement and get sleazy
Sick of all your lines, so cheesy
Sorry daddy, but I'm not that easy
I'm not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it
I'ma take it back to where my man and my girls is
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
I'ma get
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
I'ma get
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
I'ma get
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
(Get sleazy)
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds
Rat tat tat tat on your dum dum drum
The beat so phat, gonna make me cum
Over to your place
Rat tat tat tat on your dum dum drum
The beat so phat, gonna make me cum
Over to your place
I don't mean to critique on your seduction technique
But it's really not impressing me, it's kinda weak
That you really think you're gonna get my rocks off
Get my top and socks off
By showing me them dollars in your drop box
Me and my friends, we don't buy bottles, we bring 'em
We take the drinks from the table when you get up and leave 'em
I don't care if you stare, and you call us scummy
'Cause we ain't after your affection
And sure as hell not your money, honey
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds
I don't need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bougie friends
I don't need love, looking like diamonds, looking like diamonds
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