vickenzie☆ - Everyday's The Same

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Ey, I don't know what to say, yeah I can't find the razor blade, in my Yard, at the night, with the stars I wanna have a biz jet just like Tony Stark I want the cash and the fame But I don't have a name This life is like a game Everyday's the same The things you say are lame From my shame I need aim My pictures have a frame I needa find a place Quit the fucking claim What's your nickname All I feel is pain Send the beat - filename I don't believe in god I wanna live abroad The things you say are odd Suffering from tax fraud What's your name, shawty We're gonna have a party All the things we're gonna sorty Fuck it all, take off your panty Atleast I'm not forty Baby girl, call me daddy I will call you mommy All the money on me Feeling like a saudi I wanna make you happy I'll get you a puppy Send me a snappie Why is everything so crappy
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