Lyrics:
Madonna
I wanna be the whore
I'm gonna let him fuck me
Until I'm nothing more
I'm so sick and tired
Of feeling so constrained
So take me how you want me
constrained
So take me how you want me and
Take my breath away
No more Madonna
I wana be the Whore
I'm gonna let him fuck me
Until I'm nothing more
I really
It was a lonely, long, and grimey night
I go to see my girl, my Madonna
I've been so lonely, I've been thinkin' 'bout you
It never fails, no
you, you the light of my life
Madonna, I got you right where I want ya
Madonna, I got you right where I want ya
Madonna
FaceTime calls got me texting
Didn't ask for toys like all the other boys, but the one thing on my list is
To spend my Christmas with Madonna
You know the one, and no one else will do
me
Flexing on my exes cause I got a woman with me
And she a star, Madonna
Get it when I want her, and her attitude Rihanna ohhh
She get it from her
you would think she Madonna
I get behind her
I line her
I shoot up the club you’d think that my clip a banana
Shorty a teaser
A teaser
I lead her
I poke
to the black Madonna
If you throw me shade, I don't want no wahala
Can't get in my sleep like this gat the water
Each year eagles auto I don't drive Toyota
Then
bases like a little league tot
I got More love for Black Madonna's than Rome Italy's got
The only squat you used to doing is diddly squat
I can't hear u
Open the pearly gates, bright white lights Madonna
Angels lined up in my honor, ya' honor
Name me king
Name me king
I took the crown, infiltrated
up)
(Hey, yeah)
Baby you're my Pocahontas, yeah
Kinda looking like the new Madonna, yeah
Maybe you're my Mona Lisa
Girl you're perfect and no one can
'll live."
Young man a, me firi Ghana
My pocket be empty. No Daama
I'm coming but quietly - Karma
Me never go fade - Madonna
Me don't want no drama
Cos words
Oh, yeah, I agree with that...
ARTHUR: Will you ask your master if he wants to join my court
at Camelot?!
GUARD #1: But then of course African
improper
Oh I think that I forgot her name, Alanna, Samantha, Madonna, Rihanna, oh shit
Whatever, I’m sure I’ll do better next time
I got my bread up
I
Hold up
Liven in the bodega
I met a girl by the name of Alayna
She said she wants to marry me
But her ex boyfriend?s gettin? mad at me
I said
a bigger break
And I've seen you on the make
What d' you think about the earthquake?
Well I don't want to shake it up
But move that camera quick
PRAISE THE LORD, THEN PRAISE OURSELVES
COS SURELY WHAT WE ALL WANT IS TO BE GOD AS
WELL
Bri: I FEEL SO SPECIAL, LOOKING UP ABOVE
MY OWN MADONNA, COME
cookin', home cookin'
I'm afraid I shoulda stayed at home
(With a cricket chattin'
Summer nights you sit on the lawn
Dog wants pattin'
Nine o'clock
cookin', home cookin'
I'm afraid I shoulda stayed at home
(With a cricket chattin'
Summer nights you sit on the lawn
Dog wants pattin'
Nine o'clock
threw my burden to you
Thru these messy halls and dangerous walls
I swear to God I've seen it all
I met a Madonna last week, last week
She slim thick
asking like what you want from me
With all the hate
see Still I show love
Even tho they don't support me
Slime
Still I show up
I rock my own fashion,
cookin', home cookin'
I'm afraid I shoulda stayed at home
(With a cricket chattin'
Summer nights you sit on the lawn
Dog wants pattin'
Nine o'clock
(Tell them bitches)
You can call me... if you wanna
Beat it up beat it up like Rihanna
Step in All black like the gap on Madonna
(Here to)
Blow your
your music and dance with me
Take it slow on a fragment of melody
Take it slow and you'll find your way back to me
Take it slow
I don't want
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