Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fakin, artist - Hoodie Allen. Album song The Hype, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Fakin |
| Why you always fakin' on the net though? |
| Why you always flexing for the timeline? |
| Fakin', fakin', fakin' |
| Where your friends go? |
| Why you taking pictures of me all night? |
| But I’m not that nice of a dude |
| I might have to be rude |
| Why you always begging me for rent though? |
| Why you, why you, why, why you fakin' fakin'? |
| Why you always, why you always fucking on me? |
| Just let go me |
| I’m with my homies, and you don’t know me |
| We ain’t that close, bitch we ain’t that close |
| You should, you should already know |
| Already know |
| You came into my party, asking for a plus-three |
| I’m like «are your friends bad?» |
| She replied «just trust me» |
| Feeling kinda Irish, I’m always getting lucky |
| So many girls call me daddy, I should fight for custody |
| My life like The Oscars, critics say it’s must see |
| All my haters love me, that’s why they never bug me |
| Your girl is probably going home with me 'cause you ugly |
| I’mma take her phone so she don’t got no pictures of me |
| Paparazzi |
| Why you always fakin' on the net though? |
| Why you always flexing for the timeline? |
| Fakin', fakin', fakin' |
| Where your friends go? |
| Why you taking pictures of me all night? |
| But I’m not that nice of a dude |
| I might have to be rude |
| Why you always begging me for rent though? |
| Why you, why you, why, why you fakin', fakin'? |
| I’m looking at the page right now |
| Hashtag new profile |
| New pic, you look so proud |
| With your big boobs and got both out |
| Why you crying on my timeline? |
| Talking 'bout your little problems |
| I ain’t 'bout to follow you 'cause I ain’t got mine |
| I’mma holla when the primetime |
| Why you, how you, call me when nobody by you? |
| Nobody want you, your mind a ocean, your body’s a bayou |
| I buy you chips, no Ruth Chris, 'cause I do know this |
| The hungry hoes can’t do shit |
| Pimp grade since eighth grade |
| Snapchat, I got different names |
| That’s the one the hoes sent me nudes |
| Just in case you wanna wear clothes today, woo! |
| You ain’t insecure today |
| You deserve a Easter egg roll today |
| My hoodie on, I call Hoodie up and book every white girl in the hood today |
| Wale |
| Why you always fakin' on the net though? |
| Why you always flexing for the timeline? |
| Fakin', fakin', fakin' |
| Where your friends go? |
| Why you taking pictures of me all night? |
| But I’m not that nice of a dude |
| I might have to be rude |
| Why you always begging me for rent though? |
| Why you, why you, why, why you fakin', fakin'? |
| Fakin' and bakin' |
| I’m done with the hand shaking |
| Dap it up on me we cool |
| Everything negative, you’re way too late again |
| Girls in they get in my pool |
| Fuck what you saying, I might be Jamaican |
| They tell me I’m some kind of jerk |
| Drop the beat I go berzerk |
| Homie I’m puttin' in work |
| God damn I’m back again, still Billy Madison |
| Still eating lunch and dessert |
| People keep talking, their guns will be floppin' |
| I’m ignoring every word |
| Painting, I’m painting, I’m painting the picture |
| They tryin' to tell me what it’s worth |
| I swear that I might be the dopest motherfucker off of this planet, on Earth |
| I did it since birth, I tell you my plans |
| It ain’t no secret that I’ve been the man |
| I am just saying this shit’s to be saying it |
| I am just saying it 'cause I c-can, 'cause I c-can |
| I’ll even stutter |
| These bitches don’t know you, they don’t even bother |
| 'Cause my bigget fan is also your mother |
| I swear they be playing this every summer, so |
| Why you always fakin' on the net though? |
| Why you always flexing for the timeline? |
| Fakin', fakin', fakin' |
| Where your friends go? |
| Why you taking pictures of me all night? |
| But I’m not that nice of a dude |
| I might have to be rude |
| Why you always begging me for rent though? |
| Why you, why you, why, why you fakin', fakin'? |