| Uh, waiter bring another round please.
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| Bring that mother fucker back.
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| A couple more, they like it all please.
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| Cause y’all know how to act.
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| And I don’t give a fuck, can I live?
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| Cause we be doin' too much shit,
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| Just a couple of kids from eastside of the 2−1-6
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| Bummin' a dollar and a dream real shit
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| Every day I wake up, higher than the night before
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| Blackin' out every night on tour
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| 5 a. |
| m we jump into the pool in our drawers
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| 'Til the cops come. |
| Run, run, fuck the law.
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| And I was born to be wild,
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| Sex, rock and roll and weed piles
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| Runnin' from the oldest seniles.
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| Follow in my steps, then you walkin' a green mile
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| Trees in my pockets like my denims a greenhouse.
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| Lead my team town?
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| Tell me what’s my age again?
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| How many hours 'til I rage again?
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| This is the story of a young boy and the page we in
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| Say that he off chasin' fame again,
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| And there he goes… almost… famous bitch.
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| The bittersweet between my teeth
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| Tryin' to find the in-betweens
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| Fall back in love eventually
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| Yeeaahhhhhh.
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| Uh, half naked and almost famous.
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| Wild nights and all those places.
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| I be, half naked and almost famous.
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| And when I get up I ain’t changin',
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| Tell the world lace up.
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| Kells
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| Yea, come rage with the Machine bitch.
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| E.S.T the team bitch.
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| Never got a college degree,
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| Too busy raisin' hell like it was friday the 13th bitch.
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| Fuck clothes and fuck hoes
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| Hundred dollars worth of munchies, truckloads.
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| Eighty-nine cent slushy in the cuphold,
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| Don’t know where I’m goin', but we gone… what’s home?
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| Maybe I’ll just mapquest my dream,
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| And it’ll say the address was me.
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| So what I really wanted all alongs been camouflaged by deed?
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| I’m not a pro, I just dogged the lead?
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| California dreams,
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| Where we sittin up under the Cleveland weather and
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| Wishin' for heat, I guess I need to see the leather man?
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| Uh, I just wanna be young forever man
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| Roll the peter pan, light it up and let’s Neverland.
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| Mother fucker I’m gone.
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| The bittersweet between my teeth
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| Tryin' to find the in-betweens
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| Fall back in love eventually
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| Yeeaahhhhhh.
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| Uh, half naked and almost famous
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| (The bittersweet between my teeth)
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| Wild nights and all those places
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| (Tryin' to find the in-betweens)
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| I be, half naked and almost famous, famous.
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| (Fall back in love eventually)
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| And when I get out, I ain’t changin' tell the world lace up.
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| Kells. |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Half Naked & Almost Famous, artist - Machine Gun Kelly. Album song Half Naked & Almost Famous - EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп