| Yo, welcome to Harlem where happiness is
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| Yes I’m the devil i’m back in this bitch
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| Grow out my fro, see what nappiness is?
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| Have you a sip, wrap up a gift
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| I fuckin' grew up like a sap as a kid
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| Palpitations from passionate kisses
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| Just cum on myself as an accident, Ms
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| Everyone watchin they laugh at this shit
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| I say I’m a virgin to shock the ladies
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| Soon as I fuck em' I’m not, it’s crazy
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| Lately, though, I’ve gotten lazy
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| Throwin' a fit like a rotten baby
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| Love when the weather is hot and hazy
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| Cop some haze and drop to Hades
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| Doesn’t this sound like pop in the 80's?
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| Bitches it does, you got to play me!
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| I’m an ugly supermodel, do you love me?
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| I hope so, yes. |
| I hope so, let’s go
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| Attack of the clones, I rap from the dome
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| But this is a written I chat with my phone
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| I lost all my bitches, I’m back to alone
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| Yes, I am single, a fact you know
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| I don’t want nobody jacking my flow
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| I mastered it, yo. |
| I’m nasty like hoes
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| Take off the condom and black with my pole
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| She has a baby, I’m back on the road
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| Blow me a kiss, I’m lonely as shit
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| Holding my dick, it’s Pinocchio thick
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| I tell you a lie, it grows to a stick
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| You tell me the truth, it’s more like a twig
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| Why resist the love of others?
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| I’m a sickening motherfucker
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| Time to get the covers, brother
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| I don’t get enough of lovers
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| I’m an ugly supermodel, do you love me?
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| I hope so, yes. |
| I hope so, let’s go
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| Death can’t keep me still
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| I will still be ill
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| I live on the runway
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| I’m living on the runway
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| Do you think I’m fine?
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| Living in my mind
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| I live on the runway
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| I’m living on the runway
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah
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| You know what my dude? |
| I’m staying in bed
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| Me and my teddy bear, play with his head
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| Me waking up as a favor for Ned
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| «Color me bad!» |
| I say to the dead
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| I swallow my pride and say to the rest
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| «Spit in the face of the haters who said
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| I’m done and completed» I want more and I need it
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| The front door is my zenith
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| I stunt more when I see it
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| Until the day the ill and paid are coming for my secrets
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| I’m an ugly supermodel, do you love me?
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| I hope so, yes. |
| I hope so, let’s go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ugly Supermodel , by - Charles Hamilton. Song from the album Hamilton, Charles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп