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Burn It
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Songtexte

They say I work so hard, say I'm doing the most
But I got so much shit to do, man, I ain't even close
I got so many fans in Italy, I feel like the Pope
Workin' hard, but I'm smellin' like the portofino coast
Me and Rosh gotta go, so we speed up in a Ghost
Secret, never know, let the lights turn low
Regrets, never those, money come, money blow
Strip dance on the pole, I'ma touch you in your soul
I gotta go like, "Hasta la vista, bitch"
I don't care about your Ann Demeulemeester shit
Man, I make shit work, can I get shit lit?
Everybody I see tryna get likе me
I gotta go like, "Hasta la vista, bitch"
I don't care about your Ann Dеmeulemeester shit
Man, I make shit work, can I get shit lit?
Everybody that I see tryna ge-
Yeah, she got on her knees and she gave me my flowers
Gave me my flowers, gave me my-
Yeah, she got on her knees and she gave me my flowers
She from the Valley, yeah, she callin' me Austin Powers
She say I work so hard, say I'm doing the most
But I got so much shit to do, man, I ain't even close
I got so many fans in Italy, I feel like the Pope
Workin' hard, but I'm smellin' like the portofino coast
Me and Rosh gotta go, so we speed up in a Ghost
Secret, never know, let the lights turn low
Regrets, never those, money come, money blow
Strip dance on the pole, I'ma touch you in your soul (we gon' be okay)
I gotta go like, "Hasta la vista, bitch"
I don't care about your Ann Demeulemeester shit
Man, I make shit work, can I get shit lit?
Everybody I see tryna get like me
I gotta go like, "Hasta la vista, bitch"
I don't care about your Ann Demeulemeester shit
Man, I make shit work, can I get shit lit?
Everybody that I see tryna ge-
Yeah, she got on her knees and she gave me my flowers
Gave me my flowers, gave me my-
Yeah, she got on her knees and she gave me my flowers
She from the Valley, yeah, she callin' me Austin Powers
You don't know my life, then you ain't really 'bout it
Everybody really gettin' on my nerves, I allow it
Gettin' on my nerves, I allow it
Allow it, allow it, allow it
Gettin' on my nerves, I allow it
Why you gettin' on my nerves? I allow it
Written by: Vincenzo Camille
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