Lyrics:
what I did
Well stand up, join me, and I'll show you how to do it
One, two, three
Come on
I'm Dressin Up to feel good
I'm doing it for me
This makes me
catchin' up
But dinner with Ellen is the only time I'm dressin' up
We talked art, Pompeii and Frida Kahlo
We talked Boston, we talked Chicago
I'm thinkin'
Chuck was just average Chuck wasn't cool
Chuck was just another white boy from a public school
Another gothic kid dressin up in black
Chucks got
Manage
Manage
Manage
We dressin up so pretty
(Girl) groups of teenagers think we're cool
I don't know who told you it was for you
It was for you
We the bad
she fire
(Yeah, she fire)
She ain't like no other, I can't lie
(I can't lie)
You've been hot all summer, 'gon be mine
('Gon be mine)
Are you dressin' up
I've gotten used to you
Everybody's dressin' up
Like they ain't had enough
Everybody's dressin' up
I mean sheesh, that seems like a lot of effort
she likes dressin' up
She likes dressin' up
She likes dressin' up
She likes dressin' up
She likes dressin' up
treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for the blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin' up formal (formal)
Look at my boogers, they
Patti, won't you help me sing
Lord, knows how I miss those days
Dressin' up for church on Easter Sunday
Doing the Electric Slide at every party
If
The dressin' up
Try givin' up
The pushups
And try livin' up
To higher aspirations
You don't have to be a victim of your ego
No you don't have to be
I'm Dressin' Up Like Santa Claus on Christmas
As soon as I can get out on parole
I'll hang out on your street
Your kids I'd love to meet
As soon
Patti, won't you help me sing
Lord, knows how I miss those days
Dressin? up for church on Easter Sunday
Doing the Electric Slide at every party
If only
Yeah
Baby I'm steppin'
Stay dressin'
I pull up and score just like Tracy McGrady (On God)
Baby you know that I'm wavy (Yeah)
Makin' the shawtys go
you're never gonna move it around
You're dressin' up when you really should be dressin' down
Gettin' on my one last nerve, ring my bell on Dead Man's
found her home on a Tuesday night
Dressin up, headin out, man she looked so fine
I had to know, and she told me this time
It came out
I found out
That
thought we'd be
Feel like girls of the year (girls of the year)
Dressin' up like dynamite, feel like girl of the year tonight
Girls of the year (yeah)
Hit me up with that late night text with that late night sex yea
Hit my line with that velvet dress make my hair a mess yea
Dressin up to strip down
locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin' up formal
duper beat
And I’ll play the keyboards… what a treat!
We’re dressin’ up
We play the beat
To move your feet
Come on and dance with the Halloween band
So
want it tho
And I don't need a lot of hoes
Dressin' up in all them Prada clothes
All I need is a harder dose
To let me go of this reality cause this shit
and spun all around
Dressin' up and goin' downtown
With the new man you found
But me I'm sittin' here at the local bar
Drownin' the pain of this broken heart
without a thorn
I know that
That's the road I'm always choosin' for myself
But you're always in the same old ruts
Dressin' up your scrapes and cuts
Oh,
Cross my heart I'm no slow learner
I'm not sittin' home alone
With a full moon out tonight
When the sun goes down I'm dressin' up
And I won't be
it ends
And I don't know why you're fallin' apart
All I did was break your heart
And now I'm dressin' you up
Dressin' you down
Fucking you up
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