Lyrics Collaborating with Rihanna - Cosmo Jarvis

Collaborating with Rihanna

Let me in your club let me
Rub shoulders with the ones you call your own
Let me call this game home
I’ll kill you if you say no.
I could cut my hair low
Or grow it like an afro
I could do some collaborations
I could snort blow
From the cleavage of a fine 'ho,
But if she ugly;
no.
I cant have the rest of the girls in the world in my video
'Cos that would make me look bad
How should I word it?
You see we must be perfect if we gonna be
Inserted in the worlds ass
'Cos the perfect are the envy
Of the many who just 'aint that.
I could even moisturize
Go to the club, look in some girls eyes
Sing about how I’m hypnotized
In a month i’ll be richer than all you guys
So please just let me in
I wanna be your friend
I wanna sing about
Whatever made it last weekend
I wanna steal some melodies
From someones previous release
When it came out you were babies
You mother fuckers think its me!
Well my music’s pretty blah blah
Yeah thats right i’m no Madonna
So if i’m gonna make some dolla
I got to sing it with Rihanna
Well my music’s pretty blah blah
Yeah thats right i’m no Madonna
The only way I make my dolla is
Maybe I could say that im a heartbreaker
And i make the girls sweet and I make the girls wet
In the club, I is the best you get
You bitches are shrimp in my net
That kinda attitude’ll get me laid
And get me paid and get me in the music trade
And get me played until you hate it
I’ll lay it down for you, thats if you’ll let me
Accept these pleas to let me in your industry
I’ll sing about my ex and me
And how she tore my heart to pieces
I’ll write a fucking thesis
'Bout how my love increases
If that what gonna get me rich
Baby, i’ll suck dog dick if you want it
Not only will I do it but i’ll also auto-tune it
So all you fucking school kids go out and buy my music
And the cash will fill the room and it will buy away my gloom
That kinda shit wont come soon
'Aint gonna let this wait consume
My need to make my lyrics bloom
Gotta steal a catchy tune
Gotta sell it on to you and two by two they buy buy buy
My pile of cash is getting high mother fuckers!
Well my music’s pretty blah blah
Yeah that’s right i’m no Madonna
So if i’m gonna make some dolla
I got to sing it with Rihanna
Well my music’s pretty blah blah
yeah thats right i’m no Madonna
The only way I make my dolla is
I cant wait 'till im so rich
that every bitch be sucking my dick
and whenever the cash flow gets too low
i’ll call my team and say
Hey, lets go, go, go mother fuckers lets write a single!
they’ll be working, I will mingle
with all the A list, B list, C list
See this?
It says V.I.P
wish you was on it?
Want it?
well.
I’ll tell you how;
you got to sell!
Stick with the right crowd
don’t matter what you all about
Pout, even if you got a dick
and if you wrote a song you think’s a hit
then sing it with someone who’s made it
sing about some love
or how you and your girl broke up
or how badly your heart is cut
or how you like a birthday fuck
talk about how much you love her
recall how you met each other
then next week you’ll sing another
Go fuck your mother!