More songs by Frost Children
Description
Writer: Angel Prost
Writer: Lulu Prost
Producer: Frost Children
Lyrics and translation
Original
Pop, pop, pop, pop. Pop the collar up like that, drop to the floor.
Glamorous girl with her hair tied back, that's how you know.
Pop the collar up like that, drop to the floor. Glamorous girl with her hair tied back, that's how you know.
Pop the collar up like that, drop to the floor.
Glamorous girl with her hair tied back, that's how you know. Pop the collar up like that, drop to the floor.
Glamorous girl with her hair tied back, that's how you know.
Like that, like, like that, like, like that.
Glamorous girl with her hair tied back, that's -how you know. -Run around, baby, get tired.
We live a life that quick. Get into a fit, get fired. Hit 'em with a move, show it off.
Run around, baby, get tired. Hope you live a life that quick.
And if they call you a -liar, hit 'em with a move, show it off.
-Like that, like, like that. Pop the collar up like that, drop to the floor.
Glamorous girl with her -hair tied back, that's how you know. -Stop, drop, then you know.
Bring it all back down to zero. Do it all twice, that's a duo. Let me see you pop it in re mundo.
Baby, now run around, get tired. Get into a fit, then get fired.
Pulling out a pen, take notes. They say you will know it all. Hit 'em with a move, show it off.
Hit 'em with a move, show it off.
Shake it like show and tell. Kick it back, back, yeah, you do it so well.
Straight sleepy from the blues and pills. Move around, girl, yeah, shake it like gel.
Shake it like show and tell. Kick it back, back, yeah, you do it so well.
Straight sleepy from the blues and pills. Shake it like, shake it like-
Ra-ra, ra-ra, ra-ra, girl, got that Jack Wills skirt.
She pop the collar so high it hurt. Abercrombie drag it in the dirt. Exeter to uni, you did it first.
Daddy always said, "Yeah, you got it, mate. " Chanel school bag 'cause he just got paid.
High street Ken, meet me at King's Parade.
I need a posh girl who like that fake shit. Yeah, that cocaine scent. Kiss, oh my gosh, your mummy's pissed.
Didn't get a little scholarship in Uxbridge.
But I'm doing grade A's while I up my nose bridge. Fear we do the dress when we get all hitched.
Cheating on me with the boy from Westminsters, but there's no prenup 'cause you don't like that shit.
That's how you know. Pop the collar up like that, drop to the floor.
Glamorous girl with her hair tied back, that's how you know.
Pop the collar up like that, drop to the floor.
Glamorous girl with her hair tied back, that's how you know.