Lyrics
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot at the body shop
Doing something unholy
Doing something unholy
Doing something unholy
Lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
Bout all the - you tell me that you do
Dirty, dirty boy
You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering bout all the places that you've been
And how you don't know how to keep your business clean
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop
He's sat back while she's dropping it
Yea, she's popping it
Yes, she put it down slowly
Oo-ee-oo-ee-oo, he left at
Ho-ee-oo-ee-ome so he could get that
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop
Doing something unholy
Mm daddy, daddy if you want it drop the add'y
Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy
You gon' need to bag it up, cause I'm spending all on Rodeo
You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the a.m
He get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rhianna
He always call me 'cause I never cause no drama
And when you want it baby, you know I got you covered
And when you need it baby, just jump under the covers
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy
He's sat back while she's dropping it
Yea, she's popping it
Yes, she put it down slowly
Oo-ee-oo-ee-oo, he left his kids at
Ho-ee-oo-ee-ome, so he could get that
Mommy don't know daddy's getting hot
At the body shop, doing something unholy
Doing something unholy
Doing something unholy
Writer(s): Sable
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