Lyrics : Blake Slatkin/Omer Fedi/Sam Smith/Kim Petras/James Napier/Ilya Salmanzadeh/Henry Walter
Music : Blake Slatkin/Omer Fedi/Sam Smith/Kim Petras/James Napier/Ilya Salmanzadeh/Henry Walter
Mummy don’t know Daddy’s getting hot
At the Body Shop
Doing something Unholy
Lucky, lucky girl (Ooh)
Lucky, lucky girl (Yeah, yeah)
Lucky, lucky girl (Uh)
Lucky, lucky girl
A lucky, lucky girl
She got married to a boy like you
She’d kick you out if she ever, ever knew
‘Bout all the **** you tell me that you do
Dirty dirty boy
You know everyone is talking on the scene
I hear them whispering about the places that you’ve been
And how you don’t know how to keep your business clean
Mummy don’t know Daddy’s getting hot
At the Body Shop
Doing something Unholy
He’s sat back while she’s dropping it
She be popping it
Yeah she put it down slowly
Oh ee oh ee oh he left his kids at
Hoe ee oh ee ome so he can get that
Mummy don’t know Daddy’s getting hot
At the Body Shop (Haha)
Doing something Unholy (Woo)
Mmm daddy, daddy, if you want it drop the addy (Yeah, yeah)
Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy
You gon’ need to bag it up cause I’m spending on Rodeo (Woo)
You can watch me back it up, I’ll be gone in the AM (Yeah)
And he, he get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rihanna (Ah)
He always call me cause I never cause no drama
And when you want it baby, I know I got you covered
And when you need it baby, just jump under the covers (Yeah)
Mummy don’t know Daddy’s getting hot (Hot)
At the Body Shop (Shop)
Doing something Unholy
He’s sat back while she’s dropping it (She)
She be popping it (She)
Yeah she put it down slowly
Oh ee oh ee oh he left his kids at
Hoe ee oh ee ome so he can get that
Mummy don’t know Daddy’s getting hot
At the Body Shop (Ah)
Doing something Unholy (Unholy)