Lyrics:
Paris Hilton all-nighters
In about three years, holla at me Miley Cyrus
I don't discriminate, no not at all
Kit-Kat a midget if that ass soft, I'll
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Why would anybody want to live in a place like this
Well, I've grown tired of making love, and this artist has given in
And if she says to let her
know Armando
Armando fuckin' with Carlos, Carlos wrappin' em up in the barcodes
Ridin' around with that Scotty and brand new Bugattis
OG Miley Cyrus
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could still kill me a nigga, so what?
If I was the president
I'd pay my mama's rent
Free my homies and them
Bulletproof my Chevy doors
Lay in
the smoke can catch the hands like Detroit
Not fighting Irish they Miley Cyrus
Wrecking balls that sit in silence
I come around and they fire sirens
Like
The artist, however faithful to his
Personal vision of reality
Becomes the last champion of the
Individual mind and sensibility
Against an intrusive
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
young livin', stop that like they stop my digits for some odd reason I never end up weak
I sell Miley Cyrus, ain't no meeting Miley Cyrus
You get Miley
Yo, who dat boy? Who him is?
Him that nig-ga, I swear
Stand up guy, him don't need no chair
Well, where the fuck him at?
'Cause nigga, I'm right
Finally, a change from these fake rap artists
[Rick] Me and Nas bring it to your hardest
Finally, real niggaz that are Billboard charters
[Rick]
a virus
I don my swag and I pull up on bitches dressed in all white like Miley Cyrus
No, I'm not gay, I fuck bitches on bitches
I whip out she suck on my
Korden-okej, okej let's go
Śpiewa Miley Cyrus, chyba to wiesz
Się ubiera po japońsku, ma swag
Przez to ze mną ma styczności, okej
Przez to ją
embody yo baby father
Proud of couple rappers, they probably yo favorite artists
Fuck is all these charts? A lot of these niggas garbage
From D Block
You can't love an artist
Without becoming a muse
Without reliving your heartache
In the other person's shoes
You can't love an artist
Cause they only
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist, she don't look back
She can take
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She's got everything she needs
She's an artist she don't look back
She can take
mind or worse
Another chance to get burned
And start all over
I'm gonna start all over
Hello everybody, I'm Miley Cyrus
Nice to finally meet you
take everything, know I got
Compton, Compton, ain't no city quite like mine
(Ayy, Dre what's happenin' wit' it my nigga!)
Still I'm at it, peel
a various artist compilation
But it's just me and HB and this shit take concentration
Niggas know I don't drop this often, so cherish it (so cherish it)
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
the smoke can catch the hands like Detroit
Not fighting Irish they Miley Cyrus
Wrecking balls that sit in silence
I come around and they fire sirens
Like
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, he don't look back
He's got everything he needs, he's an artist, and he don't look back
He can take
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