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Car wash

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​[Intro] (Yeah... it’s hot outside) (Me and the squad, we just tryna cool down) (Line’s around the block for the charity wash) (But the only thing we washing... is your mind) (Icy... tap in) ​[Verse 1] High noon sun, yeah, the temperature is peak Got the short shorts on, yeah, I’m looking like a streak. Bikini strings tied tight, soaking in the suds Looking at the lineup of these luxury studs. Custom G-Wagons, Escalades in the queue They ain't here for the wax, they here for the view. I grab the big sponge, let the water hit the skin Looking at my squad, yeah, we about to begin. The soap is white, but the bikini is doorkijk I see 'em holding their breath, yeah, I know what they like. ​[Chorus] Carwash tease, watch me bounce that ass Gliding on the hood while you’re looking through the glass. Shake them tits, yeah, bouncing boobs in the foam Making all these bad boys wish they were at home. Scream my name while I’m soaking up the chrome I’m a West Coast queen, yeah, I’m in my zone. You like the view? Yeah, it’s looking real prime Better leave a big tip if you wanna take my time. ​[Verse 2] I’m on the Escalade, yeah, doing my slow grind Leaving all the dirt and the suds far behind. The bass is pounding from the speakers in the back Got 'em losing their grip, got 'em veering off the track. I squeeze the water out, let it run down my frame They’re drooling on the leather, yeah, they don't even care. I see you staring, boy, you’re next in the line But I’m already thinking 'bout the next one behind. It’s getting hot in here, the atmosphere is wet This is a high-class wash, yeah, don't you forget. Go deep with the rhythm, keep it steady and slow I’m letting it rain, let the good times flow. ​[Bridge] (It's getting... sticky...) (Left cheek, right cheek) (Look at all that foam...) (It’s a charity wash...) (Every dollar counts...) (Who’s gonna be next to get the VIP treatment?) (Yeah... step on up...) ​[Chorus] Carwash tease, watch me bounce that ass Gliding on the hood while you’re looking through the glass. Shake them tits, yeah, bouncing boobs in the foam Making all these bad boys wish they were at home. Scream my name while I’m soaking up the chrome I’m a West Coast queen, yeah, I’m in my zone. You like the view? Yeah, it’s looking real prime Better leave a big tip if you wanna take my time. ​[Outro] (Charity’s over) (But the party’s just starting) (Move the car, boy) (You’re blocking the view for the next one) (Icy...) (See you at the club) [End]