歌手:Iggy Azalea
专辑:《Wicked Lips》

作词 : A. Kelly/A. Chater/D. Gavin/K. Ingrosso/D. Lennevald/A. Cygnaues
作曲 : A. Kelly/A. Chater/D. Gavin/K. Ingrosso/D. Lennevald/A. Cygnaues
Loaded gun thats how she feels
Hard as thorns she aims to kill
She hides her fears and burns it all
You cant get even youll be lost

I am sayin' hey lola, she can get a little jealous
Oh loca, she can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shinning
Just keep on shinning
Oh lola, lola

I love drama and rumors, I like talking my ****
Cant stop cutting people off,
Get my scissors lil *****
I just keep laughing at ya pain no Novocaine
Need a padded room with chains
I’m out my brain
Might need straight jacket
Cause all my thoughts are doing backflips
Look. I’m Pretty, I’m petty, I pop like confetti
Cause **** can get deadly, so don’t make me jelli
I been on my worst. I let bridges burn
You hoes never learn.
You scared go to church
Don't open ya mouth I'm a jaw breaker
Been in car chases i'm a law breaker
I’m Insane might regret it later, but don't you love my bad behavior

You love how I hold grudges
Might throw some punches
But your not judging
I'm your psycho
You love how I talk crazy
Then call you baby
No you cant tame me
I'm your type though

Hey lola, she can get a little jealous
Oh loca, she can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shinning
Just keep on shinning
Oh lola, lola

Hey lola, she can get a little jealous
Oh loca, she can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shinning
Just keep on shinning
Oh lola, lola

Ima angel and a demon,
Happy when I act the meanest
I think like all my nights are sleepless,
This feels like paradise I’m dreaming
He said Lola girl you evil, well maybe you the reason
If I’m alive it’s killing season might choke you till you’re barely breathing
Look, Im loco la vida loca no controlla
I’m colder than Nova Scotia Minnesota
Ain’t sober don’t get me started got a motor
My motive is bi polar thought I told ya
Cut throat, yeah Im hard to handle
I gotta short fuse, don’t light my candle
I might tell a lie just to start a scandal
Im a loose cannon with a lot of ammo

You love how I hold grudges
Might throw some punches
But your not judging
I'm your psycho
You love how I talk crazy
Then call you baby
No you cant tame me
I'm your type though

Hey lola, she can get a little jealous
Oh loca, she can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shinning
Just keep on shinning
Oh lola, lola

Hey lola, she can get a little jealous
Oh loca, she can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shinning
Just keep on shinning
Oh lola, lola

Lola I dont blame you
Im the same as you
Just dont let em change you
Or tighten up your screws
Yeah Ima do it my way or the high way
Looking at you side ways in the vale
Always thought the wrong way was the right way
Like to see my side peice on a sunday

Nah nah nah, wont slow down, slow down
Oh la la la, my play ground, my play ground
Yeah ima do it my way or the high way
Looking at you side ways in the valet
Always thought the wrong way was the right way
Like to see my side peice on a sunday

Hey lola, she can get a little jealous
Oh loca, she can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shinning
Just keep on shinning
Oh lola, lola

Hey lola, she can get a little jealous
Oh loca, she can be a drama
But her soul is pure
Drowns in tears but keeps on shinning
Just keep on shinning
Oh lola, lola