Lyrics:
of fame
(Take your hands)
(Off my land)
Credit me with some intelligence
(If not just credit me)
I come in value packs of ten
(In five varieties)
of fame
(Take your hands)
(Off my land)
Credit me with some intelligence
(If not just credit me)
I come in value packs of ten
(In five varieties)
Burning cape! look he think he hero!
In this crazy world they point and laugh
Instead of help so
I'm tweekin on em til they run my credits
I'm
Credit line
credit line
300 dollar
Credit line
I know I
don't have much
But at least
I can call that mine
Don't you cry
Oh my friend
Cause i think
as gold, you're right as rain
You take no credit and you take no blame
So lift me up, and bring me down
Drop the needle, spin the record around
Meet up
put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupified
"It's all the same", you say, live with it
But I don't
you have credit show me your cellular
Comfortable cause ya boyfriend a hustler
Gal bruk out and wine, wine
Picture a rose, swaying in the wind
woo-hoo
Unbelievable, super cool, outrageous and amazing
Phenomenal, fantastic, so incredible, woo-hoo
It's the credits, yeah, that's the best part
NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds
Blackhorse apocalypse
Death sanitised through credit
NatWest, NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds
Blackhorse apocalypse
Death sanitised through
face, so it's all good
Bitch, it ain't no way I done went Hollywood
My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good
My credit all good, bitch, I'm always good
put it on credit?
Don't you think it can take control when I don't let it?
I get stupified
"It's all the same", you say, live with it
But I don't
Think I need you 'cause the rent is due?
You can be outta here, baby (baby)
'Cause I got it (hey)
I got it, I got it
'Cause cash, coupes, credit cards
Everybody got credit
Everybody got credit
Everybody got credit
In God's Hotel
Everybody got good credit
You'll never see a sign stuck on the cash-box
in the queue
Punched a hole through my heart, can't find a picture of you
Give me some credit where credit is due
Don't try to tell me I can start up
don't matter what I say
She saying, goodbye to champagne dreams, so long to not what it seems
The credits roll, she'll let it go tonight
Sings a swan
trying to write me off I got the credit got the credit
When I'm moving with my bros it's like you never know
Only try to keep a circle when you blowing
business
Meets compulsion
Two by two
I'm taking credit
Cause my credit due
Can't fit my shoes
Without my touch
Ya'll sound like
Loony Tunes
Yeah i know
What
She got that good credit
Score over 800
Yeah, yeah ay
She got that good credit
She even got a house and a car
In the hills, yeah
She got that good
some shit to say
I got good credit but pain won’t leave me alone
Like a dj tag, I put my pain in every song
My back against my demons, like I got
"What's up?" I don't care to answer that
I only care about the balance
On my bank account, yeah
Give me your credit card
Your wife isn't here
Nobody's
wanna go and blame us for it?
Fuck that shit
I take the credit
Take the credit
Take the credit
Haven't been around much, ey?
We don't divide you by
not
I'd rather not not not not
I'd rather not not not
Don't dirty a spoon to crush the pills
I've got an old credit card
I know you'd prefer hundred
love
Tomorrow I'll run outta hugs
Run it, run it, run it up, run it up
Put it on the credit card
Give it more night and a
One more fuck and a
One
Cherry gumdrop menace
Can't play me like tennis
Can't pay me on credit
They love me goddammit
Cherry gumdrop menace
Can't play me like tennis
Can't
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