Lyrics:
(Yea, yea, yea)
(Yea yea, yea)
(Yea yea)
We made it up to the scenes
Yea
I broke my money machines (Yea)
Count it like I count a bag of the beans
If I had a time machine I'd first go in your past
I'd start with your dad, and all those missed birthdays you had
That left you sad, but he didn't
She's gonna bring, bring the pain
She's gonna ride, on my TV screen
She's my queen, she's a killing machine
She's my baby she's for real
When I turn her
you're a junk drawer
Bitch get stuck when you drop it to the floor (Me too, sometimes)
And I wouldn't say I'm violent, but I'll tattoo your eyelids
Turn
freezers
Bargain the bin, yeah, I’m keeping you
4 letters on a knuckle tattoo
Yet I find
I will be the corner washing machine
Rolling all your words
met him at the ATM machine
Finishing up my deposit
With a big old grin on my face
I could feel his eyes on me
When he asked me, what's your tattoo say?
Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles
Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself
like a handful of aces
Tattoos in secret places
Sweet like a Hollywood dream
7-7-7 on a slot machine
She's sweet, she's sweet
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good,
Bukowski
Can I get another kiss from you
Kiss me right here on my tattoo
Good God where's my sleigh
Good God playing for days
Good God any day now
And dis people who ain't have shit to do with it
Like Cool J does (My tattoo!)
You see me standin' outside of your buildin'
Screamin', "Puffy is good,
a Gat before a tattoo, I had to
As a matter of fact, I had two
No cap, I'm on them capsules, I done relapsed, boo
But I been on my feet since
Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles
Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble
Lashes and diamonds, ATM machines
Buy myself
I separated, elevated, get salutation
I'm seldom seen in forest green foreign machine
Dirty south but the engine clean and that pussy clean
Tattoo me now
Stick the needle deep in my skin
A cutting glimpse
The thirsty knife gave watching me bleed
Now in my head
Planting electrodes on my
Ooh ah ooh
The emale left so clearly upon a computer screen
Read like a threat that crept into her like a sex machine
Wanted, Any woman who's
the semi
Mafia shit with Juicy J sippin' Henny
I got Mastro money, boy, your pockets on Denny's
I hit the beat machine, get cream for the whole team
eel-skins, grooving in they tennis shoes
Of course it don't stop being a Westside rider
With no tattoos, that's how they got you
I lay conversation on wax
and she reels'em in
She's got a black leather jacket, with a patch on the back
No imitation cajun gonna get to that
Got a red bandana and a rose tattoo
Living without a watch
But with an answering machine
You are looking for
A golden heart that shines in the night
The gold bracelet you gave your
machine
Life of a giant, but who needs size when you wack and your team's soft
Drag your girl down this hill 'til she admits that it feels like she's
halla to rock it
You know where I'm at, you know where I'll be
You know what I'm about,
You wanna see?
Ball the team, ball machine
Back, back, back, scar
[Wiz Khalifa]
Big house, 4 whips, hella tattoos
Smoke good and ya bitch think I'm bad news
Bout to go nuts, nigga, Cashews
A ? ask me if I'm book I
this
Young and have this fun
And be successful, I'm so successful
Breakfast at Tiffany's and
Bottles of bubbles
Girls with tattoos who like
Getting in
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