Lyrics:
they are I’ma get in my car
Its gonna be a mess
Online they acting tough
That’s gets me very upset
I’ma hire a private I and find your address
I’ma
even cut my hair and change my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy
even cut my hair and change my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy
De bê, de bê ma bihûmarîme
Hûmaran nas bikîme
De bê, de bê ma bihûmarîme
Hûmaran nas bikîme
Yew, di, hîrê, çar, panc
Yew, di, hîrê, çar, panc
Hîna
wanna be big rockstars and live
in hilltop house driving 15 cars the girls come easy
and the drugs come cheap well all stay skinny cause
we just wont eat
us all fools
Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes round
Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second
Niggaz in the street they
a sommelier
Get around town in a private Lear
And by sun down, I'm up out of here
It's still Nasty, raw in the flesh
God's Son, never gone, never left
us all fools
Like class clowns praying Private Ryan comes round
Sound travels at one thousand, one thirty, feet per second
Niggaz in the street they
What you get now is just a preview
Please mamacita (we all tinted out)
Horse and carriage (your car's see-through I see you)
Is for hire
Mamacita,
What you get now is just a preview
Please mamacita (we all tinted out)
Horse and carriage (your car's see-through I see you)
Is for hire
Mamacita,
name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay
a microphone will give you three of everythin' I wear, yeah
Models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer
Style that's outta here, rare, thousands by
a microphone will give you three of everythin' I wear, yeah
Models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer
Style that's outta here, rare, thousands by
to feature a rap artist
But most of the rappers
They don't like to rap about politics man
They only want to rap about cars
Girls, alcohol you know
And we
and change my name
[Chorus:]
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come
makin them gag
Straight shooter only fuck wit the mag
Shots fired shots fired
Merk these bitches like I'm contract for hire
Hit man, hit man
Hit man dick
with a clothesline
I'ma have to catch a nigga slipping in my own time
I just took da flame on a private ass plane
Out to Massachusetts catch this
You ask how far the farthest star is
To go by bus or to go by car
Is the way too far, you couldn't say
You won't get there anyway
He says it
Love me two times
Love me three times
I've got me a car
It seats about twenty
So hurry up and bring
Your juke box money
Gloria
Gloria
You're
thugs for hire
Don't just slash their tires, light their cars on fire
No more police state, no more prison empire
Let's put them in their place cause
pants up
A few stopped actin like my private dancer
But a lightbulb hit once they started the neglictment
See there I was, thinkin' I was all that sexy
Livin life in luxury flyin in them private jets
Cruisin in the finest cars burnin rubber no regrets
Mansions all over the world we on top no doubt
find it
Find it find it
Cause I want your love
And I need it now
Light the fire
Love for hire
Girl I want your love
And I need it now
Light the fire
Love
I'm a private girl in a public world
I'm a private girl in a public world
Now here, the fun begins
Come in and sin after sin
Now look what we've got
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