Ain't In LA (Coachella 2016 Remix|Explicit) - ADÉLA
Lyrics by：Dylan Brady/Adéla Jergová/Blake Slatkin/Billy Walsh/Theron Thomas
Composed by：Dylan Brady/Adéla Jergová/Blake Slatkin/Billy Walsh/Theron Thomas
Produced by：Dylan Brady
Back it up subwoofers in the trunk and the
Gemstones in the teeth going dumb and the
Light the cigarette with the propane
Honda Civic doing donuts in the rain
She shares a room with her younger brother
Clothes secondhand from her best friend's mother
Cut 'em all up yeah she got her own style
Madonna on the wall next to Destiny's Child
And she's all that
'Cause she knows she's beautiful
And she's taught that
Her dreams don't live at home
Maybe tonight
We don't gotta run away
It's all a lie
The baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Enjoy the ride
I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie
The baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Back it up subwoofers in the trunk and the
Gemstones in the teeth going dumb and the
Light the cigarette with the propane
Honda Civic doing donuts in the rain
All of the girls in them unknown cities
You're so unique and your face so pretty
Don't look like anyone
You're not just anyone
I'd rather be a nobody than to be like everyone
And you're all that
'Cause you know you're beautiful
And you're taught that
Your dreams don't live at home
Maybe tonight
We don't gotta run away
It's all a lie
The baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Enjoy the ride
I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie
The baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
Back it up subwoofers in the trunk and the
Gemstones in the teeth going dumb and the
Light the cigarette with the propane
Honda Civic doing donuts in the rain
Maybe tonight
We don't gotta run away
No
It's all a lie
The baddest bitches ain't in L.A.
