Xoxo - Priestess

Queen P?

Priestess!

Mica dovrei stare a sentirvi

Non somiglio proprio a 'ste bitches

Non abbiamo nulla da dirci

Dall’iPhone so che mi sbirci

Non ti penso, non so che dirti

Io non voglio neanche ferirti

Non farò la fine di Britney

Priestess, Madonna di Lourdes

Non ti fermare, dai, accendila

Un’alta marea in piena tempesta

Tu stai scoprendo l’America

Fai le valige, arriva la guapa, que pasa?

Vedi un po' quanta beleza

In testa c’ho troppo casino

Bevo un bicchiere di vino

Non mollo la presa

Musica illegale in tutta Europa

Tu lo fai solo per moda

Sì, sul palco sotto sopra

Tu in mare in alto nuota, nuota

Io con l’oro in bocca, tu una ruota

Questa roba non la capirai

Subito subito

Sopra al palco sempre live

Tu sta roba non ce l’hai

Priestess te incanta

Mariaci la banda

Sacerdotessa, mica una santa

Mica son santa

No casa e chiesa caliente muchacha

Bevo cerveza, guarda che faccia

Brutta sorpresa fuori caramba

In testa sombrero tequila bum bum

Giù con la crew

Reina del sud

Reina del sud

Parla, parla, parla, bla bla bla

Tanto tu vivi solo di gossip, xo xo

Guarda questa roba non sai farla, ahi ahi ahi ahi

Parla tanto tu non mi conosci proprio, no

Xo xo

La notte sto chinata sul water

Con le amiche siamo mezze ubriache

Sapessi cosa faccio a mia madre

La vergogna poi in faccia a mio padre

Scusa l’andatura, indosso Nike calzatura

Baci scollatura, like it

Tutto pepe, tutto a gonfie vele

Offrimi da bere, portami a quel party

Abito scuro Moschino

Trilla l’iPhone nella borsa, Louis Vuitton, eh

Non fare il bambino

Non fare il cretino

Prendi in bocca il biberon, eh

Oh mia amica, amica mia, sorè

All night long

Sì, Richie Lionel

Tra le mani si fragranza di carcadè

Al posto del cuore c’ho messo un calice

Drinko Menabrea

Cresco si talea

Ma quale regina, io sono la dea

Me la vivo da paura questa sera

Testa nera, la città è la mia

Ma quale regina, io sono la dea

Me la vivo da paura questa sera

Testa nera, la città è la mia

Platea

Parla, parla, parla, bla bla bla

Tanto tu vivi solo di gossip, xo xo

Guarda questa roba non sai farla, ahi ahi ahi ahi

Parla tanto tu non mi conosci proprio, no

Xo xo

Queen P?

Priestess!

I shouldn't be listening to you

I don't really look like 'ste bitches

We have nothing to say to each other

From the iPhone I know you are peeking at me

I don't think about you, I don't know what to tell you

I don't even want to hurt you

I'm not going to be like Britney

Priestess, Our Lady of Lourdes

Don't stop, come on, turn it on

A high tide in full storm

You are discovering America

Pack your bags, comes the guapa, que pasa?

See how much beauty

I have too much mess in my head

I have a glass of wine

I don't let go

Illegal music all over Europe

You do it just for fashion

Yes, on the stage upside down

You in the sea swim up, swim

I with gold in my mouth, you a wheel

You won't understand this stuff

Immediately immediately

Above the stage always live

You don't have this stuff

Priestess enchants you

Mariaci the gang

Priestess, not a saint

I'm not a saint

No house and church caliente muchacha

I drink cerveza, look at his face

Bad surprise outside caramba

On the head sombrero tequila boom boom

Down with the crew

Southern Reina

Southern Reina

Talk, talk, talk, blah blah blah

So you live only on gossip, xo xo

Look at this stuff you can't do it, ouch ouch ouch ouch

Talk a lot you don't know me at all, no

Xo xo

At night I'm bent over the toilet

With friends we are half drunk

You knew what I do to my mother

The shame then in my father's face

Excuse the pace, I'm wearing Nike footwear

Kisses neckline, like it

All pepper, all at full speed

Buy me a drink, take me to that party

Moschino dark suit

Trilla the iPhone in the bag, Louis Vuitton, huh

Do not be a child

Don't be a fool

Take the bottle in your mouth, huh

Oh my friend, my friend, sister

All night long

Yes, Richie Lionel

In the hands it is fragrant with carcadè

In place of the heart I have placed a chalice

Drinko Menabrea

Cresco takes cutting

But as a queen, I am the goddess

I live in fear tonight

Black head, the city is mine

But as a queen, I am the goddess

I live in fear tonight

Black head, the city is mine

Stalls

Talk, talk, talk, blah blah blah

So you live only on gossip, xo xo

Look at this stuff you can't do it, ouch ouch ouch ouch

Talk a lot you don't know me at all, no

Xo xo