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Asteria - Bfm Clean Lyrics

[Intro: Britney Manson]
(It's Brit—Bri-Bri-Britney Manson, ah!)

[Verse 1: Britney Manson]
Like a face of beauty clinic, a cosmetic exclusivity
I'm a precious baby, and my driver in Infinity
I just got my—g-got my—done, and I think that was fun
And my lips are so expensive, you could never be the one

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Manson]
(Oh, yeah) I have it all
(Oh) I have it done
I know what you want
(Come on baby, I'm so hot)
(Oh, yeah) Look like a God
(Oh) I'll do my ****** pop
*****, don't try to take me o-o-o-out
(I'm expensive, you're not)

[Chorus: kets4eki, Britney Manson, Both]
We poppin' out the party, with bottles of Bacardi
This **, she really wants me
(And he can't get enough of me-e)
This girl is so expensive
This **** don't make no sense
I-I-I bring her to the mansion
It's Britney fu—M-M-M-M-Manson
Poppin' out the party, with bottles of Bacardi
This **, she really wants me
(And he can't get enough of me-e)
This girl is so expensive
This **** don't make no sense
I-I-I bring her to the mansion
It's Britney fu—M-M-M-M-Manson
[Verse 2: asteria & Britney Manson]
I got one, two, three, four pretty w-w-with me
Popping off bottles, sipping on Whitney
I don't give a **** if my lifestyle kills me
I'm posted up in the club with Britney (Oh yeah)
Pouring up a four while I'm smoking up a pack
All these know—know me, had to tell them to throw it back (Ah-ah)
All these know—know me, had to tell them to throw it back
All these know—know me, had to tell them to throw it—

[Pre-Chorus: asteria & Britney Manson]
Like ah, I feel like a God
Got any ***** I want, I walk into the club
These ******* fiending for my **** (Ah-ah)
I feel like a God
Got any ***** I want, I walk into the club
These ******* fiending for my ****

[Chorus: kets4eki, Britney Manson, Both]
We poppin' out the party, with bottles of Bacardi
This **, she really wants me
(And he can't get enough of me-e)
This girl is so expensive
This **** don't make no sense
I-I-I bring her to the mansion
It's Britney fu—M-M-M-M-Manson
Poppin' out the party, with bottles of Bacardi
This **, she really wants me
(And he can't get enough of me-e)
This girl is so expensive
This **** don't make no sense
I-I-I bring her to the mansion
It's Britney fu—M-M-M-M-Manson
[Outro: Britney Manson]
Ah! (Ah-ah-ah)