Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Guilty Pleasure , by - Attila. Song from the album Guilty Pleasure, in the genre Release date: 24.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Artery
Song language: English
Guilty Pleasure |
| I know what it is |
| Y’all motherfuckers don’t gotta tell me |
| I see you hatin' down there in your momma’s basement |
| Eatin' your big ole bag o' Cheetos |
| Greasy ass fingers smashin' hateful shit into your keyboards |
| I know you’re mad at me |
| But I love y’all motherfuckers |
| I know you’re jam this fucking album |
| This your fuckin' shit! |
| HA! |
| A-A-A-A-All these motherfuckers wanna be like me |
| I’m having a grand ole fuckin' time so come and get you a piece |
| You wanna try me motherfucker yeah-well nothings for free |
| You gotta pay the fuckin' price determinations the fee |
| Yeah all these newcomers try to copy my shit |
| I’m telling 'em fuck it fuck it suck it you’re just not that legit |
| You cannot hang motherfucker so just stick to your niche |
| You’ll never do it like I do 'cause you’re a boohoo ass bitch |
| I’m going crazy, and circumstance is to blame, between these sleepless nights, |
| working all goddamn day |
| Aw shit |
| Success has come with a price so when you’re contemplating fame you should take |
| my advice |
| Listen: You’ve gotta be yourself, you’ve got to break the mold, personalities |
| are valuable |
| Every single day and every single night, jealous people will try to bring you |
| down |
| Balls to the wall if you’re a real OG |
| Hold it down go hard always stay bitch-free |
| Never let a motherfucker try to get in the way |
| And if they ever try to stop you slap 'em in the face |
| So mentally violent, this is a game you cannot win you couldn’t handle all the |
| shit I see and hear |
| So fucking go |
| Fucking assholes and undeserving cunts |
| Riding on a cloud of luck until that luck runs out |
| Fuck |
| Let me see you put it down |
| Hard work and dedication that’s what makes an OG |
| Get the fuck outta the game if you thought this shit was free |
| I got your bitch in front of me and she be sucking this D |
| I give her an extra point she calls me Lord Referee |
| Banging down south but I can’t guarantee |
| That I’ll meet you in my city, but I’ll hit you with the weed |
| Racks in the back seat, hoes on their knees |
| Saying I’m their guilty pleasure but their boyfriend hates me |