Lyrics:
On the first day of Christmas
My mate Cliff photoshopped me
Being teabagged by Ian Huntley
On the second day of Christmas
My mate Cliff photoshopped
said I'm photoshopped
She a fan man hoe don't stop
But bitch don't get too close
I said "Back up or get shot"
Back up or get shot
Back up or get shot
you)
'Cause you don't really know how much time you got
You might've thought the grass was greener (You know I care about you)
But it's photoshopped
There ain't no photographs of earth
Somebody tell why
They're all just photoshopped cartoons
They're all just cgi
No photographic proof
Of a globe, no
'cause
Everything looks better
Photoshopped in an empty room
I know these walls are safe, but
Sometimes I think about escape.
But I know it's easier
they deserve
The war don't stop till warden drops the chains
The robocops, the chokeholds got to change
It's bonafide they photoshopped the game
Made
wrist watch
Biggest crib on the block
Youngings yell that's my spot
3D never photoshopped
Everybody mad I'm winning on the daily
You ain’t on the team you
Fallin' from the heavens I'm a God send boy I'm locked in
Bigger picture got me cropped in photoshopped in
Like I pulled up at the drop-in got
Can't have none of yall bitches at my spot that go for everybody
Taking pictures with me, photoshopped, then go show everybody
Might act like
on the news
Rich and golden
Doors can open
Sponsored by a sugar-who?
Now I get it
All you have is
Photoshopped in photo booths
Filters got you
photoshopped me
But I am who I am
And I love who I am
And baby if ya give me a chance
I'll show ya my funky dance
Put you in a romantic trance
You'll be making
the two of you walk in
It's obvious she's not your friend
I'm jealous of her hair, her dress
It's hard to get revenge when
She looks photoshopped
But
They shine at you from blogs and Instagram
Posing photoshopped bodies at you
They look hot and fresh, close to perfect
You don`t know what to do.
them fancy magazines
With dem photoshopped bitches in the newest hottest jeans
I'm tired of dat shit
But yall love y'all love that shit it seems
Telling
copped
Play around you get bopped
My lines are GOAT never flopped
Don't act like me, stop
Y'all looking wack, Photoshopped
Lines and bars fire, unlocked
"Everything is a conspiracy, everyone's out to get you
And the best part is that it's everyone else, it's not you"
Photoshopped pictures. Fake News
Can't be
"Everything is a conspiracy, everyone's out to get you
And the best part is that it's everyone else, it's not you"
Photoshopped pictures. Fake News
Can't be
alright I guess
I'm a little scared of what they think
Even though I'm doing the best I can
I want my pictures photoshopped
So I can look like the perfect
what's behind? My taliban
Issa gunshow, so let the gun rock
Elvis wanna roll got the game inna gunlock
If I had to pull the trigger it was photoshopped
If
really loves me
She’s been a fan for a while, she stalks me
She photoshopped us making out on her loveseat
She sends me letters in the mail and it’s
My headshot is photoshopped for your approval
This lead not for blowing tops, it's to amuse you
The feds got the photo op and got the mule
It's
Smith
Rest in peace
Pessimists
Let me finish
Real quick
She has no tits all photoshopped
I Laugh at skins on your motor cars
Lost few friends
code of the streets, these niggas got some nerve
Raised by the internet, downloaded the curb, uploaded an image, photoshopped it with drugs
Clubhouse
need it need it Pass it to josh and she heated heated
After he fuck then we leave it leave it
Heartbreak, can't be stopped
Bitch face photoshopped
Her
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