| Bitch you only call when you want something from me
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| Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be
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| Okay
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| And I just got pulled over by the p’lice
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| I said don’t worry 'bout that smell naw that’s just my weed
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| Okay
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| I’m a motherfucking thousandaire
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| Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here
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| I’m a motherfucking thousandaire
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| Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here
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| These labels are paying retards to rhyme about what car to drive
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| And screwfacing in videos and acting hard online
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| When your crew looking like you wanna start a fight
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| But in reality the only thing you’re rushing
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| Is some shitty bars you’re writing
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| Chain smoking never spent a day sober
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| Fuck three bitches with the same boner
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| I’m tryna impregnate a different groupie every day
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| So that when I die there’ll be thousands of mini mes to take over
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| Yeah yeah the flow’s sick no shit
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| A big old kid that thinks with his dick yo' chick
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| Has got a body like Iggy big hips no tits
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| But her eyes took control of me like a hypnotist
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| I gotta get it. |
| Don’t ever get knocked back
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| I’m god’s gift I don’t care about no
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| And I do not have a conscience
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| Phone blowing up but I knock back these shots
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| If you need white I got contacts like Hopsin
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| You only call when you want something from me
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| Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be
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| Okay
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| And I just got pulled over by the p’lice
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| I said don’t worry 'bout that smell naw that’s just my weed
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| Okay
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| I’m a motherfucking thousandaire
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| Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here
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| I’m a motherfucking thousandaire
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| Just tryna make a mil then I’m out o' here
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| I’m flying the flag the way you clowns sound British
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| Tell these fools their time’s over, the countdown’s finished
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| If they don’t wanna pass the torch I’ll burn they house down wit' it
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| I roundhouse kicking shit rappers like bow down bitches
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| Punches swinging at cunts 'til I rub the skin off my knuckles
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| I stumble in I’m befuddled and flummoxed in a kerfuffle
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| I’ve done this for a while it hasn’t made me rich
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| So’s avoiding me now like toilet seats they put me down and lick the piss
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| You’re trying to be the latest trend I’m trying to be the greatest
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| All you fashion nerds are getting me frustrated
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| Oh you’re so cool and abstract I don’t need to say shit
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| Hipsters probably heard this fucking track before I even made it
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| Cocksuckers been waste-high since waist height
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| I roll on my ones I don’t waste time with the fake types
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| Gangs are just groups of people who are scared of each other
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| So they’d rather be on the same side |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Thousandaire , by - Lunar C. Song from the album Dirtbrain, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп