Lyrics:
I GET AT
SAME CHICKS y'all BE ASKIN FOR AN AUTOGRAPH
LIKE THE TIME WHEN I MET THE GIRL JOY BRYANT
IF I ain't GET THE NUMBER SHIT IMA DIE TRYING
VENUS
bunny Mantam, Mark became a trap man
Could've been anybody's little friend
We don't kill a fat man, can I have your autograph?
When you walk away I'm
are so beautiful, they want you ooh, and ahh off they looks
Look surprised
Icons in the eyes, of us looking up
Magazines posters, autographs and such
I
of myself
They just ripped out the magazine
No time for autographs
I got places to be
Gotta race around the world
Until there's nothing to see
Like
her my autograph she said ?mum is this how u spell lemar??
When I shop at Harvey Nicks,
The security give me grief,
They must think I?m a thief, cos
have your autograph??
Spit yahh trick!
Leave me alone, let me get some peace
I'm sittin? at the house shawty and I can't sleep
Leave me alone foe
her songs on the radio
Havin' millions of fans, want her autograph
Every night a sold out show,
I think
[Chorus: Bratz Sing]
It's all about me
in a pan I did it da old way autographs and shakin hands.
(chorus)
You done blew up your lil rubber raft thinkin its a kiddy pool or some kinda bubble
and autographs after each show
We blowin' them heads until they brain seen
We off the hook this year but yo we came clean
My main dream ain't a dream to make it
diss
I say names
Buck bein' subliminal
You asked for my autograph
Memorized my recitals
Well last year
You groupies
And now you punks rivals? (Please...)
an autograph
And I never was your biggest fan
Just below my left eye
A sudden stinging burn
Turns my head toward
A pair of eyes
Empty and enamored
Crazy
man a kill it out fi a water jelly
Even worse fi a autograph form nelly
And still have enuh fi buy a big screen tele
When mi carpet dem clean an mi
an autograph not because I'm a star
But 'cause a lil' bit of nice goes far you can love my style
Love my car and I'll show you how I love my God
Turn it
clearly they are not on my level
I'm a prophet, a rebel, obviously ghetto
Cockin' my metal, autograph signer
When I stop at Valero, had a 12 year old kid
an autograph, bangin, and we rich and we famous
[Chorus] - repeat to fade
never make it through
But I worship another boy-group now
Everybody else sucks!
I even got their autographs
Take that, you backstreet cocks!
want an autograph
I'll go and sign my name across your heart
So quote me wrong all day the only thing I'll do is laugh
You write the script you know I'll
band
Can I get his autograph?"
She looks like, does like, sounds like me
She's stealing my identity
And I'm begging you
Somebody notice me somebody
the camera fell in love with her face
After a couple of weekends
The groupies were crawling all over the place
And she signed autographs
Like she was Garth
brother spits his guts in half
I don't really care
Gotta do my hair
To get Eddie Vedder's autograph
I am V.I.P
You can come with me
Just get
a star, sign me your autograph'
This can't be it, though mind gone staring into space
Sorry, where was I' Thoughts gone without a trace
Was the love
fighting fish,
The upper half is pressing
Flesh-some campaign of the neurotic black heart,
A vomit Competition.
The autograph is a lap dance from
the camera fell in love with her face
After a couple of weekends
The groupies were crawling all over the place
And she signed autographs
Like she was Garth
the camera fell in love with her face
After a couple of weekends
The groupies were crawling all over the place
And she signed autographs
Like she was Garth
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