Good Little Witch (feat. Sofia & Lucinda) - The Cast of Sofia the First

Still me here, d'you think I forgot about you? Still upset but now I'm 22 Let's call this, the calm before the storm comes rushing through And it's armageddon Still Decoy, still a good witch with her tea Still bitter, still don't play the black keys Still wants to politely and properly warn you This is armageddon When all I do is think about the past And haunt a house nobody lives in You wanna hear about it, oh where do I start? I guess when it kicks in Still Kings Cross and pulling heartbreak out of hats Still argue like my mother and suppress stuff like my dad Still miss you, but I know now it will pass (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Found some other muses, I give them all my best I light another candle and I chant under my breath "That I will try forgiveness, but I will not forget" Not forget, not forget, not forget Am I better yet? When all I do is think about the past Make it a universe that you can live in You wanna hear from all the people in my heart Well okay, when it kicks in I know this is like the worst drunk message but that's okay I haven't said I love you, okay, bye Mais (Maisie! Maisie!) No, no, no, no, no, sorry He can't do it, Maisie You have to do it in slow motion, Ellen Ugh, I'm so bored, boys are just being dumb I am driving around the car in New Zealand I am listening to your songs He has a girlfriend now Don't go back to your toxic man This is the worst news ever When did this occur? Who is he? Where's he from? What's he like? What's his name? Maisie! Maisie! Maisie! Maisie! Maisie!

-I'm on my 14 carats I'm 14 carat Doing it up like Midas, Mhm They say I got a touch So good, so good Make you never wanna leave So don't, so don't Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight Do my hair up real, real nice And syncopate my skin to your heart beating 'Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you, Uh-Huh I just wanna look good for you, good for you, Uh-Huh Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you, Uh-Huh I'm on my marquise diamonds I'm a marquise diamond Could even make that Tiffany jealous You say I give it to you hard So bad, so bad Make you never wanna leave I won't, I won't Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight Do my hair up real, real nice And syncopate my skin to how you're breathing 'Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you, Uh-Huh I just wanna look good for you, good for you, Uh-Huh Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you, Uh-Huh, Uh-Huh, Ah... Uh-Huh, Uh-Huh, Ah, Mhm... Trust me, I can take you there Trust me, I can take you there Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me, I Trust me, I can take you there Trust me, I can take you there Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me, I I just wanna look good for you, good for you, Uh-Huh Baby let me be good to you, good to you, Uh-Huh Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you, Uh-huh, Uh-Huh, Ah... Uh-Huh, Uh-Huh... Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me, I

Hip hop ain't really did shit for me Little bit of hell, little bail for the homies Got a little green, bought a beam for the forty Took more shots, you have to face it, Kobe After dark you go crazy Police ain't scarin' shit, you ain't bred for this I'm still in the hood, they make bread and dip I'm not jumpin' ship, I might fuck your bitch Who got love for Vince? Feelin' like Snoop at the Source awards Feelin' like you wasn't born for war Cause when I come around you be head to the ground Crack a motherfuckin' smile, I'm the man 'round the town Frank Lucas mode When I'm in I heard that Frank Lucas told Long Beach like Crazy Joe with Mayhem Where we get new wheels from rocks like caveman Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? Might fuck your bitch, where the women at? Crack baby base in my Similac Been crazy, come where you livin' at Kick down the door, get down or get gone I ain't come here for the chitter chat But I'm far removed from that gangsta shit It don't make much sense, rather make me rich Don't be playin' with my money, it'll make the flip And in the last couple lines I'ma contradict And for the last time, I ain't writin' no more conscious shit I like big girls, fast whips, ass and tits Marriages to white women, Mike Jackson shit So stop actin' like I'm an activist No this ain't happen on accident They give a dead white man to the Africans It'll never be another one after Vince So just pay admission then pay attention Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? Might fuck your bitch, where the women at? Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Little bit of this, little bit of that Might dump a clip, where them niggas at? Might fuck your bitch, where the women at? Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah Uh, yeah