Letra

    I roll up in my honda 1992
    Screaming: Girl, you better hop in like a kangaroo right now
    We gotta roll out, leave the whole city in a smoke cloud
    Cranking up the radio, no doubt (gwen stefani)

    Got nowhere to go, but we on our way
    Only one goal is to kick it like a soccer player (hey)
    Got to go hard on the beat, stay sharp on my feet
    Just pass me the ball, baby
    'Cause you know I don't miss, I'ma blow you a kiss
    While the goalie dives the wrong way

    Ooh, babe, watch me dance
    You my trophy, I'm the champ
    Ooh, they call me Messi, but I clean up like a swiffer can
    Oh, woah, feet up on the dashboard
    I could never ask for more
    If we kicking it, that's a score

    I roll up to the function, it's my locker room
    Got my headphones in, dressed on ten
    Teammates in my rearview
    We 'bout to show out
    Board game playing on your couch
    On boardwalk, buying up a whole house (monopoly)

    I'm 'bout to roll straight to the bank
    Gotta pass go, two hundred coming my way
    Gotta go hard on the beat, got a card if you need
    Getcha out of jail free, baby
    'Cause I own every street corner, hotel beachfront
    Catch me at the end of the game (singing)

    Ooh, babe, watch me dance
    You my trophy, I'm the champ
    Ooh, they call me Messi, but I clean up like a swiffer can
    Oh, woah, feet up on the dashboard
    I could never ask for more
    If we kicking it, that's a score

    Dum-dum-da-dum, dum-dum-dum
    Dum-dum-da-dum, dum-dum-dum (if we kicking it, that's a score)

    Oh baby, I ain't the smartest
    I ain't the fastest, I know you can't tell
    I ain't the strongest, but I'm gonna lift your spirits like a dumbbell
    Oh baby, I ain't the smartest
    I ain't the fastest, I know you can't tell
    I ain't the strongest, but I'm gonna lift your spirits like a dumbbell

    Got nowhere to go, but we on our way
    (Oh baby, I ain't the smartest, I ain't the fastest, I know you can't tell)
    Only one goal is to kick it like a soccer player
    (I ain't the strongest, but I'm gonna lift your spirits like a dumbbell)
    Got to go hard on the beat, stay sharp on my feet, just pass me the ball, baby
    (Oh baby, I ain't the smartest, I ain't the fastest, I know you can't tell)
    'Cause you know I don't miss, I'ma blow you a kiss while the goalie dives the wrong way
    (I ain't the strongest, but I'm gonna lift your spirits like a dumbbell)

    Ooh, babe, watch me dance
    You my trophy, I'm the champ
    Ooh, they call me Messi, but I clean up like a swiffer can
    Oh, woah, feet up on the dashboard
    I could never ask for more
    If we kicking it, that's a score

    Compuesta por: August Pappas / Fulton Lee Farrish. ¿Los datos están equivocados? Avísanos.


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