Cheryl Cole - Beats N Ba** lyrics

One, okay, one more gla** of this fun And I'm done f** it Yeah I'm hitting shots like I don't even care And I'm getting lost in a tangle of hair I'm shaking off the week Heels, I'm gonna move my feet Got all my girls with me MBA up in NYC Hermes bags and we all look pretty Dressed up like Sex in the City Hermes bags and we all look pretty Dressed up like Sex in the City Hair, face, chest, waist Hair, face, chest, waist The beat, the ba** The bombs keep dropping The beat, the ba** The bombs keep dropping Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl (The beat, the ba**) (The bombs keep dropping) Okay, it's on It's be upon, or is it whisky? Come on, let's have some Put your hands up Put your hands up with me Don't act cool cause it's making me hot I'm coming for you if you're ready or not Oh, let's get scandalous We're infamous, it's dangerous I might get adventurous I might want touch you Now we're all f**ed up and we still look pretty Walk round like we run this city All f**ed up and we still look pretty Walk round like we run this city Hair, face, chest, waist Hair, face, chest The beat, the ba** The bombs keep dropping The beat, the ba** The bombs keep dropping Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl (The beat, the ba**) (The bombs keep dropping) Lose your worries on the floor Cause making love ain't making war Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl The beat, the ba** The bombs keep dropping The beat, the ba** The bombs keep dropping Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl (The beat, the ba**) (The bombs keep dropping) Lose your worries on the floor Cause making love ain't making war Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl Get down girl, down girl Get-get-get down girl