Lyrics:
keep the lies to a minimal, just read your interview
I cant help but ask "What?s gotten into dude?"
Media training, but he don?t know how that go
It
When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My mama used to wonder if she'd ever meet
Ihr Eintagsfliegen
Wenn ich euch seh', gibt es Drive-By - vorbeifahren, schießen
Und ich trete auf deinen Lackschuh
Und bewege jetzt den Abzug - yeah
up to the max
Yuh have fax machine so is only by fax
Di way how yuh a boom everthing soon callapse
Wuh yoi what a woman ever looking fashionable
and make them want to read
My reviews are excellent, interviews are in-depth!
Pictures are glossy, and a list of shows.
Now I have to sell some ads, so
the real story
(Stop Bhad Bhabie)
Finally reached out to my dad
We met at the mall on some other shit
Pissed off by his tattoos 'cause they had
the interview magazine
I got nothing now, I got nothing now
I got nothing now and I'm fine
Looking awesome since, turn it on a dime
She's so beautiful, I'm
human being
Who boasts about his reckless life in every interview
Yeah, oh man, I can't believe in you
He plays the guitar so he gets his one night
to go when you're stopped by the firechief
Do not pass go do not collect your ten bucks gas money
But pretty soon you're playing almost constantly
Let me tell you of an interview with an Old Man Emu
He's got a beak and feathers and things
But the poor old fella ain't got no wings
Aren't you
(Diego)
Look at my wrist, bitch, I clearly just won the lotto (Bankroll Got It)
Fully auto, gave him smokey off Gelato
You seen my interviews? I am not
My life story too real for an interview
Felt like the odd one out since a little yout
I was born in Barnsley, long way from Karachi
My mum's
Et y a pas d'a c'qu'il parait
J'fais pas d'interview, c'est MPC qui gère la promo
Moi j'dois faire des tubes
J'dois faire des tunes, après j'fais
späť
Dávam interview pre amatérsky web
Moderátor sa ma pýta primitívny crap
Otázky typu ako vznikla prezývka Gleb
Môj bledo-zelený ksicht je sick
cousin like I'm staring back at you
From inside a crystal ball
This is all for you
But do you remember when you fronted on us when we did the interview
For The Night!
House Full Of People, But You Always By Your Self
It's a Damn Shame Ain't Nobody There To Give You Help
You Dream Of Wealth But You
when I roll by ya
Fill up a yout like "hold my cup"
Restricted room, that's so like us
Ip-dip-do, which mobile comes?
None, left to frig in the yard
keep my cool
Why you gotta be so blunt
Why you gotta be so nosy
feels like you tryna interview
but you aint really gotta know me
All my friends tell me
gon' probably come or you went by the sun or by the symmetry (oh, goddamn)
Do I look like I wanted the simple life? (Yeah)
With your white picket fence
Yo
Cla ain't really a fan of doing interviews
So his intro for his tapes is always somethin' you should listen to
Niggas always pick and choose
get show somewhere for Ojota
I Gotta come back to the one wey dey Lekki and kill them motherfucker
Traffic go slow so freaking late for my interview
disappeared like tada
and my music make your woman blow me kisses like muah,
i love you too
i’m back stage after shows doing interviews
or in l.a. with
you're in the mood
Don't got to tell you nothing girl you know just what to do
But I don't want no questions because this ain't no interview
Girl I'm in
ask, I mention my babygirl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90s and the 2 thou
Theres no reason to have a friend or two now
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