Letra de Blah blah blah (ft.3oh!3)

Aaaaah
La dee da da
blah blah blah blah blah

Coming out your mouth with your blah blah blah
Zip your lips like a padlock
And meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox
I dont really care where you live at
Just turn around boy and let me hit that
Don´t be a little bitch with your chit chat
Just show me where your dick´s at

Music´s up
Listen hot stuff
I´m in love
With this
song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough

Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you´ll be getting this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Ca-a-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah

Boy come on get your rocks off
Come put a little love in my glove box
Wanna dance with no pants on?
(Holler)
Meet me in the back with the jack and the jukebox
So cut to the chase kid
´Cause I know you don´t care what my middle name is
I wanna be naked
And your wasted

Music´s up
Listen hot stuff
I´m in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough

Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you´ll be getting this?
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Ca-a-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah

You be delayin´
You won´t be sayin´ some shizz
You say i´m playin
I´m never layin´ the bitch (dick?)
Sayin´ "blah, blah blah"
Cause I don´t care who you are
In this bar
It only matters who I is

Stop ta-ta-talking that
Blah blah blah
Think you´ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Ca-a-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah

Blah blah blah
Think you´ll be getting this
Nah nah nah
Not in the back of my
Ca-a-ar
If you keep talking that
Blah blah blah blah blah

Oh

Blah Blah Blah
Stop talkin
Stop ta-ta-talkin that