Lyrics

Drunk dial me Drunk dial me like you used to do I miss you You're doing Molly? Would it kill ya to pick up a phone? I'm all alone And I know you got the need And I know you got the weed You're in a taxi? Touch yourself when you're thinking of me Don't let that thing be Home from the club? You gotta gotta gotta send me the wobbly text Autocorrect Is your 'posse' lonely honey? You got the need And I know you got the weed You are working? You got to sneak up to the ladies room And send me them photos That nobody knows Drunk dial me And say the things you used to say That you'll never go away Cuz I know you got the need And I know you got the weed Naughty naughty girl Ain't you a naughty... naughty naughty girl? Ain't you a naughty... naughty naughty girl? Ain't you a naughty... naughty naughty girl? Ain't you a naughty... naughty naughty girl? Ain't you a naughty...