Lyrics:
I can't tell her
Rockstar, like I'm Paul McCartney
Ooh, stellar stellar (aye)
I can't hear nothing, Helen Keller
You get punched and now look
like John Lennon, "imagine all the people watch"
We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop
This morning, I woke up
Feeling
to a shooting star
After hours, you're my movie star
Pop star, I've got you singing like a rock star
McCartney, she interstellar like Jupiter
You had a shift
like John Lennon, "imagine all the people watch"
We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop
This morning, I woke up
Feeling
word
Way down below
There's still sharks in the road
I want to jump in like Paul McCartney and Wings
"I feel like letting go"
I'll be so in
ago
Look what happens when I walk up to somebody
I don't try to scare people
I really came back to meet Paul McCartney
But people run from me
le fil, je tiendrai bon, bon, même sur le fil, je tiendrai bon, bon
Regarde McCartney, regarde Mick Jagger
Y a combien d'heures au compteur ?
Et
And then I lost it now its gone
I spent all day playing Monopoly
It seemed to feel like getting on
Sometimes I wonder how it feels to be
Paul McCartney
Paul McCartney, I would like to meet him
Young niggas from the Northside
With Lyor Cohen havin' brunch meetings
Huncho, where the fam?, I got to feed
Triller
We was hustlin' on the block, from the housin' departments
Stand in middle of the street, like I was Paul McCartney
Me and Chinx racin' foreigns,
lame
I still hit it
But I refuse to be home girl's meal ticket
I'm looking for a sick girl to
Be a part of me
Not a girl who will try to McCartney me
bitch, this ain't a hobby
My name Tony, not Paul McCartney
I'm in a 7 star suite, Dutchin' my haze
Remote in my hand, model bitch on my mate
Baby girl want
the world, paul
McCartney and John Lennon no rel - Okay
No relation
So I should have known better
With a girl like you
That I would love everything that you
specific when you say bae
A spark like a melee, feelings I don't placate
Give a fuck what Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney say say say
Fuck the KKK,
plans (two scratchers) on my calendar
Ebony and ivory
Wonder and McCartney, they in the backseat (and a power ball)
We takin' no briberies, shame you
tes idoles?
Où est l'ombre des Shadows
Des Byrds, des Doors
Des Animals, des Moody Blues
Séparés, McCartney
George Harrison
Et Ringo Starr et
tes idoles?
Où est l'ombre des Shadows
Des Byrds, des Doors
Des Animals, des Moody Blues
Séparés, McCartney
George Harrison
Et Ringo Starr et
many racks, put 'em in the floor (floor)
Superstar, lookin' for me, need a telescope (I'm gone)
I'm done with Alexander McQueen, I'm onto McCartney
The sound of Musik
The sound of Musik
The sound of Musik
It's Lennon-McCartney, Cole Porter, too (the sound of Musik)
They're dancin' with my babe
The sound of Musik
The sound of Musik
The sound of Musik
It's Lennon-McCartney, Cole Porter, too (the sound of Musik)
They're dancin' with my babe
Who later revealed to him
Her innermost secrets
Won us over with stories
About Linda McCartney
Lost points with the ladies
For saying he
later revealed to him
Her innermost secrets
Won us over with stories
About Linda McCartney
Lost points with the ladies
For sayin' he couldn't love
chance
You might allow me to consummate our romance
Your know what, you're a supersonic flight
A song by Lennon and McCartney
A Mohammed Ali fight
Garden
Breaded like Paul McCartney
Beatle, and every time you see him
Know the armor sparkly
GNAW dog, he barking potty-mouth
It's probably cotton
Closet
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