Song Title: Doja Cat – Agora Hills Lyrics | Singer: Doja Cat | Composer: Amala Dlamini, Isaac Earl Bynum, Gentuar Memishi, Jean-Baptiste Kouame, Bennett Pepple, Brian Holland, Michael Lovesmith | Music:Amala Dlamini, Isaac Earl Bynum, Gentuar Memishi, Jean-Baptiste Kouame, Bennett Pepple, Brian Holland, Michael Lovesmith | Lyrics Writer: Doja Cat | Song Released : 3 October 2023.
Singer | Doja Cat |
Composer | Amala Dlamini, Isaac Earl Bynum, Gentuar Memishi, Jean-Baptiste Kouame, Bennett Pepple, Brian Holland, Michael Lovesmith |
Music | Amala Dlamini, Isaac Earl Bynum, Gentuar Memishi, Jean-Baptiste Kouame, Bennett Pepple, Brian Holland, Michael Lovesmith |
Song Writer | Doja Cat |
Doja Cat – Agora Hills Lyrics
[Intro]
Ooh
Yeah, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Kissin’ and hope they caught us (Ah)
Whether they like it or not (Not)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna brag about it (Yeah)
I wanna tie the knot (Knot)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
[Chorus]
I wanna show you (Off)
(Yeah, yeah)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you—
[Post-Chorus]
Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy
[Interlude]
(So, 9:30? I’ll see you there)
(No, you hang up, you hang up)
[Verse 1]
Something different about you
Love it when he hit and smack too, baby, let me lick on your tattoos
That’s true that I like PDA, take me to a sea place
Suck a little dick in the bathroom
Who that man with the big strong hands on her ass in the club with the paps? Baby, that’s you
Front seat chillin’ with the window down
I bе ten toes down on the dash gеttin’ fast food
Hope you can handle the heat, put your name in the streets
Get used to my fans lookin’ at you
Fuck what they heard, I don’t fuck with them birds
I’m a mean kitty, don’t get stabbed with the rat tooth
Boys be mad that I don’t fuck incels
Girls hate too, gum to their pigtail
I love you, I wanna chill boy
Don’t trip, I’ll split a big bill
Take you ’round the world
They don’t have to understand
Rub it in their face
Put a rock on her hand
[Interlude]
(Baby, Can you call me back?)
(I miss you, It’s so lonely in my mansion)
[Pre-Chorus]
Kissin’ and hope they caught us (Ah)
Whether they like it or not (Not)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off
I wanna brag about it (Yeah)
I wanna tie the knot (Knot)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
[Chorus]
I wanna show you (Off)
(Yeah, yeah)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you—
[Post-Chorus]
Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy
[Interlude]
(Ah, sorry, I was takin’ a sip of my root beer)
(Hahahehe)
[Verse 2]
‘Cause love is pain, but I need this shit (Yeah)
We fuck too good when the bean kicks in
Like Fortnite, I’ma need your skin (Yeah)
Don’t give a fuck what the penis been (Uh)
Boy, you’re the one, you’re the only man
Me and you, my OnlyFans
Holy cow, you’re the Holy Trin’
Hold me down when a hole need dick
Be my security, it’s your therapy
With you, I ain’t holding shit back
When I need my space, you give that
When he broke my heart, you fixed that
With a long walk on the beach
Love it when they honk-honk on the street (Bling)
When they see us zoom by in the Jeep (Yeah)
We a whole damn joint, we an energy
Baby, we can just ride on our enemies
They all want to know how you get to me
Let ’em feel how they feel and be Philistines
‘Cause this type of love’s the epitome, said
[Interlude]
(Baby, you’re literally capping to me right now)
(Like why are you capping me)
(You just cap so hard, it’s…)
(I don’t know what to do)
[Pre-Chorus]
Kissin’ and hope they caught us (Ah)
Whether they like it or not (Not)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off
I wanna brag about it (Yeah)
I wanna tie the knot (Knot)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
[Chorus]
I wanna show you (Off)
(Yeah, yeah)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you (Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you—
[Post-Chorus]
Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy