Unholy

Unholy - Pop Mage

Lyrics by：Ilya Salmanzadeh/Jimmy Napes/Henry Russell Walter/Samuel Frederick Smith/Kim Petras/Omer Fedi/Blake Slatkin

Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot

At the body shop doing something unholy

He lucky lucky yeah

He lucky lucky yeah

He lucky lucky yeah

He lucky lucky yeah

A lucky lucky girl

She got married to a boy like you

She'd kick you out if she ever ever knew

'Bout all the you tell me that you do

Dirty dirty boy

You know everyone is talking on the scene

I hear them whispering 'bout the places that you've been

And how you don't know how to keep your business clean

Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot

At the body shop doing something unholy

He's sat back while she's dropping it she be popping it

Yeah she put it down slowly

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh he left his kids at

Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome so he can get that

Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot

At the body shop doing something unholy

Mmm daddy daddy if you want it drop the add'y

Give me love give me Fendi

My Balenciaga daddy

You gon' need to bag it up

'Cause I'm spending on Rodeo

You can watch me back it up

I'll be gone in the am

And he he get me Prada

Get me Miu Miu like Rihanna

He always call me 'cause I never 'cause no drama

And when you want it baby

I know I got you covered

And when you need it baby just jump under the covers

Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot

At the body shop doin' somethin' unholy

He's sat back while she's dropping it she be popping it

Yeah she put it down slowly

Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh he left his kids at

Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome so he can get that

Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot

At the body shop doin' something unholy