Lyrics:
earned every ounce of this by working hard
So don’t ever think you can discredit my art
Me and my team, we gon’ run up the charts
POP POP POP
You gon’ know
and calm you know that's me
I tell 'em Miami think about to throw that d
And a home philly east until she roll that weed
But she can shoot with the breeze
thread the wig and you're mine!
You don't know my lipstick baby
with doubts, I may smudge you
you don't know my fingers babe, yeah!
with my nails my touch
I feel phenomenal as usual
Pharmaceuticals, glue stick to crucify me at Bonnaroo
But I don't know if I'm in Tennessee, Chicago, or Houston
In
whore, what's it to ya"
I don't know why I didn't get that job, but now its move over Meryl Streep, there's new light on the cinamatic horrizon, Madonna
the glory days with Bruce Springsteen
I'm not a virgin so I know I'll make Madonna scream
You hated Michael and Prince all the way, ever sense
If their
rough was my detriment
You ain't live in reality
I'm afraid to swim by the sea
Eroded into sediment
Imma see what all I can be
You cannot tell I don't
kinda like her, you know)
(I don't know, with kids today it's different)
You want to riff, but you can't base
You're captivated by a smile
do is sit in silence we don't make a sound
But I know that you're confident
And I know that you're full of yourself
Don't know how we fell out again
like like (I don't give a fuck)
Skip train, girl by my side
Red lights flash so we run and we hide
Homegirl got her head in the books
And I translate
With thirteen lovers I hid beneath the covers
got staples in my hands for my time
With the radio low so the folks don't know
I proceed with my
don't play though (No)
Cause they know, yeah they know
We catch a body, lay low (yeah)
Can't find your body, case cold (yeah)
Like glaciers, glaciers,
true)
What we got, a hologram of Nirvana? (No)
Followed by Madonna and Barack Obama? (No)
A duet with Drake and the Dalai Lama? (No)
You all get
I know you want us to happen, just say it
At least appreciate my game, you don't have to play it
I know a holy word and I like to pray it
I can be
confessin
"Yo, I murdered Steve Austin," now I'm wanted by Bionic Woman
Women bring you more miseries like that movie
Stress go to India, smoke hashish with
to school you know I don't be into that
Dog dog she showed me some ID bee word up
N****z got to jail for that
Lot a n****z go to jail
See you not
the go
You know that I did
I don't know if you know, but I know who you are
You could be big as Madonna
Just get in the car and then let's touch
cant have no fucking
Pre Madonna's
Gotta keep it simple
Baby mama only call you papa
Cos she need some figures
Lil mami like to call me dada
I'm
Bitch, you know you've been fucked by many
So come and be my private dancer
I got some money if that's the answer
I really want to be
I like big booty and big ol' titties
Bitch, you know you've been fucked by many
So come and be my private dancer
I got some money if that's
and hide
I take it and bury it deep down inside
Running from the cops, I don't know where I'll go
Probably somewhere where I can be alone
I need
And she with the bag
Man she with the burner
Look her don't lie lie
You bout the high life
You think you Madonna
Outfit Prima Donna
Most these snitches mad
got a problem we can solve it like we that smart
That revolver dont leave shells it just leaves big marks
I been balling by myself i need a co-star eh
it’s deja vu
Motorola
Be buzzing when I text you
No Madonna
Know-know you wanna
Want me to
T-t touch
T-t touch you
Bubblicious, she wear it
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