BIKINI Lyrics (English Translation) – ANNA

Read the full BIKINI (English Translation) lyrics by ANNA along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Anna’s music, you can also explore MULAN and INTRO, two other songs by Anna.

[Intro: ANNA]
MILES
Real baddie on the mic, yeah

[Verse 1: ANNA]
He does-He does the gangsta on social media (Ah-ah)
But in real life he’s a weak man (Ah, ah)
He’ll get a complaint, yeah
For false advertising (You know)
I drink vodka from the bottle (Glu, glu)
Because I make the rules (Glu, glu)
I chew, my mouth open like gossipy girls
Pass me the bottle (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know I’m beautiful like a model (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Even when I make mistakes, I don’t learn (Ah, ah, ah)
Either you accept it, or I leave (Let’s not argue)
I don’t give a damn about making corn (Nah, nah)
Because, if I’m not happy, then I’ll shoot myself (Pow)
Baddies come to sing at the stadium, yeah
I bring mares like Megan Thee Stallion, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: ANNA]
I’m s*xy without a bikini
All the boys want to give me kisses
When they see me pass by on the street
They shout as if they see Riri

[Chorus: ANNA & Guč]
I don’t have time for gossip
I want to make big money
I’m getting a house in Miami
Baby, please, stop calling me (Don’t, don’t)
I don’t have time for gossip
I want to make big money
I’m getting a house in Miami
Baby, please, stop calling me (G-U-Č)

[Verse 2: Guč]
Stop (Stop), slow down, baby
The way you move you know I get crazy (Crazy)
This girl would like a big daddy (Ah-ah)
Because his big guy only has the debit (Uh)
I dress dripped like a nigiri
In flow I’m as magical as Houdini
If I make these bikinis disappear
My booties tremble like puddings (Ahah)
I hear your boyfriend talking, ugh
Like iron I silenced it, ugh
I’m a selected perro, ugh
Another rapper I fired
A girl from Lithuania, another from Tijuana
They’ll slap you if you don’t respect ANNA, yeah
A black like Obama (Ah), a white like Dana (Ah)
She flies to the Bahamas, while you go, “Blah, blah”

[Chorus: ANNA]
I don’t have time for gossip
I want to make big money
I’m getting a house in Miami
Baby, please, stop calling me (Don’t, don’t)
I don’t have time for gossip
I want to make big money
I’m getting a house in Miami
Baby, please, stop calling me