| [Alice Chater:]
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| Loaded gun, that's how she feels
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| Hard as stone, she aims to kill
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| She hides her fears and burns it all
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| You can't get even, you'll be lost
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| I'm saying, "Hey, Lola!"
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| She can get a little jealous
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| Oh, loca
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| She can be a drama
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| But her soul is pure
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| Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
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| Just keep on shining
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| Oh, Lola, Lola, hey
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| [Iggy Azalea:]
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| I love drama and rumors
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| I like talking my shit
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| Can't stop cuttin' people off
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| Get my scissors, lil' bitch
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| I just keep laughin' at your pain
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| Need a padded room and chains?
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| Might need a straight jacket
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| 'Cause all my thoughts are doin' backflips
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| Look, I'm pretty, I'm petty, I pop like confetti
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| 'Cause she can get deadly, so don't make me jelly
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| I been on my worse, I let bridges burn
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| You hoes never learn you scared go to church
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| Don't open your mouth, I'm a jawbreaker
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| Been in car chases, I'm a lawbreaker
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| I'm insane, might regret it later
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| But don't you love my bad behavior? |
| (Yeah)
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| You love how I hold grudges
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| Might throw some punches
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| But you're not judging I'm your psycho
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| You love how I talk crazy then call you baby
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| No you can't tame me I'm your type, so
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| [Alice Chater:]
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| I'm saying, "Hey, Lola!"
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| She can get a little jealous
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| Oh, loca
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| She can be a drama
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| But her soul is pure
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| Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
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| Just keep on shining
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| Oh, Lola, Lola
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| "Hey, Lola!"
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| She can get a little jealous
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| Oh, Loca
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| She can be a drama
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| But her soul is pure
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| Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
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| Just keep on shining
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| Oh, Lola, Lola
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| [Iggy Azalea:]
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| I'm an angel and a demon
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| Happy when I act the meanest
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| I think like all my nights are sleepless
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| This feels like paradise and dreamin'
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| He said, "Lola girl, you're evil''
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| Well, maybe you the reason
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| Found my lover, it's killing season
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| Might choke you 'til you barely breathin', look
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| I'm Loca, la Vida Loca, no controlla'
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| I'm colder than Nova Scotia, Minnesota
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| Ain't sober, don't get me started
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| Got a motor, my motive is bipolar thought I told ya'
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| Cut-throat, yeah, I'm hard to handle
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| Got a short fuse, don't light my candle
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| Might tell a lie just to start a scandal
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| I'm a loose cannon with a lot of ammo
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| You love how I hold grudges
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| Might throw some punches
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| But you're not judgin' I'm your psycho
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| You love how I talk crazy, then call you baby
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| No you can't tame me I'm your type, so
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| [Alice Chater:]
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| I'm saying, "Hey, Lola!"
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| She can get a little jealous
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| Oh, loca
|
| She can be a drama
|
| But her soul is pure
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| Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
|
| Just keep on shining
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| Oh, Lola, Lola
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| "Hey, Lola!"
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| She can get a little jealous
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| Oh, loca
|
| She can be a drama
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| But her soul is pure
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| Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
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| Just keep on shining
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| Oh, Lola, Lola
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| [Alice Chater:]
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| Lola, I don't blame you
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| I'm the same as you
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| Just don't let 'em change you
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| Or tighten up your screws
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| [Iggy Azalea:]
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| Yeah, 'Imma do it my way or the highway
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| Lookin' at you sideways in a valet
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| Always thought the wrong way was the right way
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| Like to see my side piece on a Sunday
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| [Alice Chater:]
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| Nanana, slow down, slow down
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| Lalala, my playground, playground
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| [Iggy Azalea:]
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| Yeah, 'Imma do it my way or the highway
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| Lookin' at you sideways in a valet
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| Always thought the wrong way was the right way
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| Like to see my side piece on a Sunday
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| [Alice Chater:]
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| I'm saying, "Hey, Lola!"
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| She can get a little jealous
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| Oh, loca
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| She can be a drama
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| But her soul is pure
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| Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
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| Just keep on shining, mmm, mmm
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| Oh, Lola, Lola
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| "Hey, Lola!"
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| She can get a little jealous
|
| Oh, loca
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| She can be a drama
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| But her soul is pure
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| Drowns in tears but keeps on shining
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| Just keep on shining
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| Oh, Lola, Lola |