When The People Cheer
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๐ Lyrics
Lights, camera, chemical reaction
Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses
Thank the most high for the high of high fashion
My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin
Am I a douchebag or just another doo-rag?
Tryna get ahead on some brand new-wave shit
For your entertainment money is the language
So every time I speak I'm tryna make another payment
I do 'em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap, that works
Tell my P.O. ask me where I work at
Think I woulda learned that sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run like somebody tryna burn fat
I don't give a fuck, now maybe that's abstinence
Or the arrogance of someone who ain't got shit
That think money over bitches is a stock tip...
I live in a trap where things go crack
Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts like God is all that
But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
So I got an angel that answer my prayer
Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
Nobody wins but nobody cares
They just want blood when the people cheer
I'm down to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my riches
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is bitches
Out here hollerin' what's ironic is
I've honestly been tryna do what's right
But some jawn legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I'm a sex-addicted introvert
Sucker for a pencil skirt
Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
On my existential grind doing consequential dirt
Searchin' for physical pleasure if I don't go mental first
Molly poppin', trolley hoppin'
Know somebody prolly watchin'
That ain't stoppin' me from coppin' a feel
Karate choppin' in this after-hours spot
Watching mommy body rockin'
First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Johnnie Cochran
Livin' fast, drinkin' capt'
One of them hoes even had
The audacity ask me how long this thing would last
I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake your ass."
She keep a dick in a box and in an emergency break the glass
I make her laugh
She makes it clap
And then she gives me lap dances and I'm thankful that
She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at...
I live in a trap where things go crack
Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts like God is all that
But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
So I got an angel that answer my prayer
Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
Nobody wins but nobody cares
They just want blood when the people cheer
Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses
Thank the most high for the high of high fashion
My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin
Am I a douchebag or just another doo-rag?
Tryna get ahead on some brand new-wave shit
For your entertainment money is the language
So every time I speak I'm tryna make another payment
I do 'em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap, that works
Tell my P.O. ask me where I work at
Think I woulda learned that sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run like somebody tryna burn fat
I don't give a fuck, now maybe that's abstinence
Or the arrogance of someone who ain't got shit
That think money over bitches is a stock tip...
I live in a trap where things go crack
Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts like God is all that
But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
So I got an angel that answer my prayer
Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
Nobody wins but nobody cares
They just want blood when the people cheer
I'm down to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my riches
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is bitches
Out here hollerin' what's ironic is
I've honestly been tryna do what's right
But some jawn legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I'm a sex-addicted introvert
Sucker for a pencil skirt
Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
On my existential grind doing consequential dirt
Searchin' for physical pleasure if I don't go mental first
Molly poppin', trolley hoppin'
Know somebody prolly watchin'
That ain't stoppin' me from coppin' a feel
Karate choppin' in this after-hours spot
Watching mommy body rockin'
First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Johnnie Cochran
Livin' fast, drinkin' capt'
One of them hoes even had
The audacity ask me how long this thing would last
I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake your ass."
She keep a dick in a box and in an emergency break the glass
I make her laugh
She makes it clap
And then she gives me lap dances and I'm thankful that
She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at...
I live in a trap where things go crack
Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts like God is all that
But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
So I got an angel that answer my prayer
Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
Nobody wins but nobody cares
They just want blood when the people cheer
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.04] Lights, camera, chemical reaction
[00:21.70] Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses
[00:24.48] Thank the most high for the high of high fashion
[00:28.17] My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin
[00:33.52] Am I a douchebag or just another doo-rag?
[00:37.23] Tryna get ahead on some brand new-wave shit
[00:39.93] For your entertainment money is the language
[00:42.61] So every time I speak I'm tryna make another payment
[00:45.39] I do 'em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap, that works
[00:49.91] Tell my P.O. ask me where I work at
[00:51.73] Think I woulda learned that sleeping in the bird trap
[00:54.57] Living on the run like somebody tryna burn fat
[00:58.35] I don't give a fuck, now maybe that's abstinence
[01:01.02] Or the arrogance of someone who ain't got shit
[01:04.62] That think money over bitches is a stock tip...
[01:11.08] I live in a trap where things go crack
[01:12.89] Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
[01:16.51] Everybody acts like God is all that
[01:19.33] But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
[01:22.16] So I got an angel that answer my prayer
[01:25.06] Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
[01:28.79] Nobody wins but nobody cares
[01:31.42] They just want blood when the people cheer
[01:35.18] I'm down to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my riches
[01:37.98] Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is bitches
[01:41.56] Out here hollerin' what's ironic is
[01:43.33] I've honestly been tryna do what's right
[01:45.23] But some jawn legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
[01:47.14] I'm a sex-addicted introvert
[01:48.97] Sucker for a pencil skirt
[01:50.85] Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
[01:53.59] On my existential grind doing consequential dirt
[01:56.28] Searchin' for physical pleasure if I don't go mental first
[01:59.83] Molly poppin', trolley hoppin'
[02:00.86] Know somebody prolly watchin'
[02:02.70] That ain't stoppin' me from coppin' a feel
[02:04.57] Karate choppin' in this after-hours spot
[02:07.38] Watching mommy body rockin'
[02:09.11] First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Johnnie Cochran
[02:11.87] Livin' fast, drinkin' capt'
[02:13.80] One of them hoes even had
[02:14.75] The audacity ask me how long this thing would last
[02:17.44] I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake your ass."
[02:21.25] She keep a dick in a box and in an emergency break the glass
[02:23.97] I make her laugh
[02:25.77] She makes it clap
[02:27.74] And then she gives me lap dances and I'm thankful that
[02:30.48] She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at...
[02:35.07] I live in a trap where things go crack
[02:38.68] Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
[02:41.33] Everybody acts like God is all that
[02:44.13] But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
[02:47.88] So I got an angel that answer my prayer
[02:50.56] Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
[02:53.22] Nobody wins but nobody cares
[02:56.97] They just want blood when the people cheer
[02:59.72]
[00:21.70] Attracted to a body of lies with fat asses
[00:24.48] Thank the most high for the high of high fashion
[00:28.17] My art of war is killer couture, denim assassin
[00:33.52] Am I a douchebag or just another doo-rag?
[00:37.23] Tryna get ahead on some brand new-wave shit
[00:39.93] For your entertainment money is the language
[00:42.61] So every time I speak I'm tryna make another payment
[00:45.39] I do 'em dirty, sleep and get a dirt nap, that works
[00:49.91] Tell my P.O. ask me where I work at
[00:51.73] Think I woulda learned that sleeping in the bird trap
[00:54.57] Living on the run like somebody tryna burn fat
[00:58.35] I don't give a fuck, now maybe that's abstinence
[01:01.02] Or the arrogance of someone who ain't got shit
[01:04.62] That think money over bitches is a stock tip...
[01:11.08] I live in a trap where things go crack
[01:12.89] Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
[01:16.51] Everybody acts like God is all that
[01:19.33] But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
[01:22.16] So I got an angel that answer my prayer
[01:25.06] Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
[01:28.79] Nobody wins but nobody cares
[01:31.42] They just want blood when the people cheer
[01:35.18] I'm down to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my riches
[01:37.98] Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is bitches
[01:41.56] Out here hollerin' what's ironic is
[01:43.33] I've honestly been tryna do what's right
[01:45.23] But some jawn legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
[01:47.14] I'm a sex-addicted introvert
[01:48.97] Sucker for a pencil skirt
[01:50.85] Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
[01:53.59] On my existential grind doing consequential dirt
[01:56.28] Searchin' for physical pleasure if I don't go mental first
[01:59.83] Molly poppin', trolley hoppin'
[02:00.86] Know somebody prolly watchin'
[02:02.70] That ain't stoppin' me from coppin' a feel
[02:04.57] Karate choppin' in this after-hours spot
[02:07.38] Watching mommy body rockin'
[02:09.11] First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Johnnie Cochran
[02:11.87] Livin' fast, drinkin' capt'
[02:13.80] One of them hoes even had
[02:14.75] The audacity ask me how long this thing would last
[02:17.44] I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake your ass."
[02:21.25] She keep a dick in a box and in an emergency break the glass
[02:23.97] I make her laugh
[02:25.77] She makes it clap
[02:27.74] And then she gives me lap dances and I'm thankful that
[02:30.48] She keeps providing the place for me to be unfaithful at...
[02:35.07] I live in a trap where things go crack
[02:38.68] Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple Jacks
[02:41.33] Everybody acts like God is all that
[02:44.13] But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming back
[02:47.88] So I got an angel that answer my prayer
[02:50.56] Floating on the cloud that I blow in the air
[02:53.22] Nobody wins but nobody cares
[02:56.97] They just want blood when the people cheer
[02:59.72]