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6arelyhuman
6arelyhuman
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syris
syris
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FabFantasy
FabFantasy
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6arelyhuman
6arelyhuman
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syris
syris
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toby hamilton
toby hamilton
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Fab-FabFantasy Fab, Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab-Fab FabFantasy Pixel Hood Coke in my boots with the fur and the cotton soles In-in-in the spot, we're gettin' hot, so stop, drop and roll Yeah-yeah-yeah, I'm speedin' down the road, I don't pay a toll Get-get-get in for free, while these stupid hoes, they pay to go Pay to go, these-these-these hating hoes You can't, you can't control, go-go-go-go loco Pay to go, these-these-these hating hoes You can't, you can't control, go-go-go-go loco It's like, every day, I'm goin' crazy These bitches tryna play me I know I'm fuckin' tasty Get the money, can't be lazy Don't talk, boy, you just pay me The vision that I'm painting You ain't the one, I'm fakin' Whatchu know? I leave 'em shakin' Walk up in the club and I don't have no shame, boy Ain't no pay, peace ain't not a way, boy Fork and knife, wanna know how it tastes, boy Got the swag in the back, know that I'm based, boy Got all them bad, but they look so dramatic Attracted to me like a motherfuckin' magnet Walk in this place like a creature of habit Not from this planet, so you cannot have it Shaking in your boots, sh-sh-shaking in your boots Shaking in your boots, sh-sh-shaking in your boots, boots, boots Shaking-shaking-shaking, boots Shaking-shaking-shaking, boots Shaking-shaking-shaking, boots, boots, boots This that Fab shit, yeah, we hate damn sluts She's still a whore, fuckin' say it if you want some Overdose, we do it every day, it's a lot of fun I don't wanna hear what you say 'cause you're not the one Off the drugs, I'm in the basement, we're playin' If we want it then we take it, we take it I don't really give a fuck, I just wanna make it Never gonna fuckin' stop 'til we're fuckin' famous We're getting drunk, blackout, yeah, it's all we do Pull up to the party, there's some bitches, yeah, they suck us too You're a fuckin' lame, her arm's so luscious, though Kick you out the club, you're so ugly and you're messy too Castin' spells all up, I should fuck you up now Shoot you like a cupid, I'll make you fall in love now Gonna blow up now, everybody sucks now FabFantasy takin' over, yeah, this our song Walk into the back, I'm with syris, dressed in all black Fuck her in the club light, yeah, I know you wanna go Yeah, you know I ghosted her, I'ma get some new shades Get the fuck away from me, ugh, you're fuckin' fat bitch (ew) I can ride it while they fuck it when they still inside me Show me all you want from me, oh my God, I have her Fuck me off the drugs, baby, I can't get enough, get enough Fuck me off the drugs, baby, let me prove my love These posers wanna stalk me Nobody gonna stop me I'm dancin' at the party I'm fucked up on coke and molly Come feel up on my body I'm such a hot tamale I can't fuck with paparazzi Enby popstar, such a hottie I drive these brothas crazy I do it on the daily Pull up in a Mercedes These bitches want my babies I'm dancin' in the club And I'm busy gettin' crunk Men just wanna grab my junk They can look but they can't touch Dancin' in my mini skirt 'cause this beat is very sick In the VIP, I'ma ride on your disco stick Let me be your slut, I need you to fuck me hardcore Everybody's watchin' us, let's give them an encore Hello Kitty bag, I pulled up in the disco She just wanna ride, got her wet just like I kissed her I just stole her man and she's mad but I don't care though I'ma get my bands by any way and that's a fact, ho Haunting in the party, it's just like my name said You love chatting bullshit, just drop it low and give me head I could never care 'cause I could not ever care less We're kinking when we're drunk, oh yeah, it's a party You're mad that you can't be me Run away when they see me L-O-L, you're mad, yeah, they saw me on the TV Yeah, I'm on the big screen Know you're rockin' with me Bitch, I could take your girl and your man 'cause both want me Feel-feeling' sober, so I pop a molly Take these drugs, yeah, you won't stop me Pull up the club, there's paparazzi I-I just lost my special car keys Fuck, good job, I know that you are a keeper Standin' on my money, bitch, I'm higher than an eagle I don't fuck with lames so just get out my face, yeah Yeah, move your face from right outta my face 'Cause you're obstructing my view I would like to see people on the stage Dance on the stage when I'm inside of the venue Now pussy pop, pussy pop Pu-pu-pussy pop, pop, pop when inside of the venue Now I rap, I can do it really slow, or I can do it really fast I can rap about my friends or my hair or a pay check BAEBY ALEX is what you're gonna go play next Everybody loves when I DJ at Fab Fest Been there, did all that, gettin' kinda bored I love vanilla ice cream and dressing like a whore When I'm not in my house, I'm up in the Apple Store Lookin' at the iPhones
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Toby Hamilton, Syris Akemi, Christian Castellanos, Baeby Alex, Xofilo, Mateusz Haczynski Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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