(Swim goggles)
(Pop bottle)
One, two, three models (oh, yeah)
Flip-flops, hair up, it's that time
Sun's out, bun's out, tan lines
I pull up, jump right in, I'm outside you
Dressed up, take off, looking fine, yeah
Now I'm driving through the city in a pink car
Got my girls in the back getting fucked up
I forgot that you existed once we drove off
And I look so itty-bitty in my starfish bikini
Did I tell you I'm living life? (Yeah, ah)
Lips glossed, blood rushed, Sandy thighs (yeah)
Stare off, and I mean, I wouldn't blame you
Baywatch, pop off, you can try, but
Ain't nobody looking like us, dressing like us
Drip in that after sun
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Could ever kiss my peach fuzz
Now I'm driving through the city in a pink car
Got my girls in the back getting fucked up
I forgot that you existed once we drove off
And I look so itty-bitty in my starfish bikini
(Starfish bikini)
(Look so itty-bitty in my starfish bikini)
Little bit of fun, yeah
Get your water gun, yeah
Point it at the sun, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Shit
Now I'm driving through the city in a pink car
Got my girls in the back getting fucked up
I forgot that you existed once we drove off
And I look so itty-bitty in my starfish bikini
Now I'm diving in the water just to fresh up
Crush that ice in my drink 'cause I'm so hot
Find me kissing with your mom because, why not?
And I look so itty-bitty in my starfish bikini
(Yeah, yeah-yeah)
One, two, three