Bitches We The Best Music Another one (Yeah) DJ Khaled
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah I'm a popstar, not a doctor Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Ayy, shawty with the long text, I don't talk, ayy Shawty with the long legs, she don't walk, ayy Yeah, last year, I kept it on the tuck, ayy 2020, I came to fuck it up, yeah I want a long life, a legendary one (Yeah) I want a quick death (Yeah) , and an easy one (Yeah) I want a pretty girl (Yeah) , and an honest one (Yeah) I want this drink (Yeah) , and another one, yeah And I'm troublesome, yeah I'm a popstar, but this shit ain't bubblegum, yeah You would probably think my manager is Scooter Braun, yeah But my manager with twenty hoes in Buddakan, yeah, ayy Look, Ariana, Selena, my Visa It can take as many charges as it needs to, my girl That shit platinum just like all of my releases, my girl Niggas come for me, I tear them all to pieces, my girl I'ma show your sexy ass what relief is, my girl Please don't take no shit that's 'bout to have you geeking And I'm not drivin' nothin' that I gotta stick the keys in Wonder how I got this way? I swear I got the
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah I'm a popstar, not a doctor Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah I'm a popstar, not a doctor
I'm a popstar, not a doctor, watch her Say she rep a whole different block, so I blocked her Busy at the crib, cookin' salmon with the lobster If we talkin' joints, it's just me and David Foster Bodyguards don't look like Kevin Costner, you tweakin' Just pulled up to Whitney Houston, Texas for the evenin' They tell the same story so much, they start to believe it The ones that start like "Drizzy's shit was cool, but we even" Man, how the fuck? Two, four, six, eight watches, factory, so they appreciate Crown in my hand and I'm really playin' keep-away Shit don't even usually get this big without a Bieber face Naw, naw, piece of cake Naw, naw, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah Go and get your friends, we can sneak away, yeah, yeah Yeah, I keep a, like I keep the faith Wonder how I got this way? Swear I got the
Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah I'm a popstar, not a doctor Bitches callin' my phone like I'm locked up, nonstop From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah Cops pullin' up like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah I'm a popstar, not a doctor
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Compositores: Aubrey Drake Graham (Drake) (SOCAN), David Ruoff (David Lauren) (BMI), Elias Klughammer (BMI), Khaled Mohammaed Khaled (Dj Khaled) (BMI), Ozan Yildirim (SOCAN)Editores: BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI), David X Eli Edition (GEMA), Give Thanks Publishing (BMI), Sandra GaleAdministração: BMG Rights Management Us LLC (BMI)Publicado em 2020 (14/Jul) e lançado em 1920 (10/Jan)ECAD verificado obra #28851755 e fonograma #24501308 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM