Lyrics:
buy some smokes
And I don't wanna live like this
I wanna be like Paul McCartney
Wanna be like Paul McCartney
LSD and talented
I wanna be like Paul
McCartney McCartney ohoh
McCartney McCartney toy muerto como McCartney
Tu jeva me llama ta horney quiere que la lleve en la Harley
Pero se cabrea
McCartney taught me how to play guitar
When the music seemed so very far away
McCartney taught me to play
McCartney taught me how to say the words I
I'm looking for my Linda McCartney
Looking for my very own
Looking for my Linda McCartney
So I don't have to be alone
Well
Maybe I'll meet you
fling
Let’s get artsy
Surfing on my own wave
Like Paul McCartney
Ima do my own thing
And throw a party
I might rent the whole wing
Hella gnarly
Hannah: Ok fine ill get rid of whoever it is
(Jesse Mccartney walks in) Jesse: Hey Im Jesse
(Lilly screams)
Hannah: Oh my gosh it Jesse Mccartney I
The downfall of America's youth has officially concluded with people not knowing who Paul McCartney is. Somehow we think that the man who
Guinness
Sir Paul
The downfall of America’s youth has officially concluded with people not knowing who Paul McCartney is. Somehow we think that the man who
needed
That's not the reason to delete it
I always stood right by your side
McCartney's wings play on my mind
Just when I think I'm doing fine
Those
Hey Mr. Dj Get Up
Don't Stop The Party
We Like The Beatles Hands Up
For Paul McCartney
Hey Mr. Dj Get Up
Don't Stop The Party
We Like The Beatles
All my niggas coming for nothing but energy
Enemy
Call to Rhodey or call me the Don Che
Canopy
Throw it down or throw it to McCartney
Let it be
Let
McCartney
I wanna meet Paul McCartney
Don't need his signature
Or photograph
Just simple conversation
With the man I admire
Would surely blow my mind
I
and McCartney
Fight for all the things that make
My heart beat
I just got wanna kick back
Roll these trees and hit that
Blow my worries in the air
Living in
Fun and quizzical, short and lyrical
This is the song that Paul McCartney
Gave to me in a dream
Light and loveable, sweet and beautiful
Can't get
Heather Mills-McCartney you're my
Favourite amputee
Now will you share the money you've
Robbed off Sir Paul with me?
Heather Mills-McCartney you're my
jungle
Put me straight in a hurricane
She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways
If I could sing like Paul McCartney, get funky like Etta James
give me a chance
I can't write like Paul McCartney
Can't sing like Bruno Mars
Can't dance like Michael Jackson
Rap like Kendrick Lamar
Don't got no
Tell me I'm fly I'm flossy
Tell me I'm bad
And a little bit bossy
Rock Off-White but don't cross me
Overseas in London
With a Stella McCartney
Fuck
J'fais rien pour la maille
J'patiente avec trois glaçons dans un sky
J'caresse l'illusion de Ice
Challah bientôt la carrière de McCartney
Vision
doin' Marni and Stella McCartney
I made a full three-sixty out the 'partment
I'm like Picasso, I paint me a portrait
I'm gettin' money, takin' drugs
codeine)
I'm tryna get you fly (codeine, codeine)
I'm tryna get you fly, girl (codeine, codeine)
(Codeine, codeine)
Stella McCartney, I'm drippin'
move
By the time Paul McCartney's microphone had failed
We were all well into the Live Aid groove
And Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney sang...
Which must
God damn, who you thought it was?
Everywhere we go, mu' fuckas tryna follow us
Moving like party bus, got that Paul McCartney buzz
And I know they
you think
It's like it can go
Through anything
And even when you think
It can't it finds a way
To still push on
Though, Oh
Jesse McCartney
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