Tekst Utworu

I'm not cool, fucked up on my school days I skipped class, drop-out since the 7th grade Those fools, lookin' at me sideways No clue, I could get it my way I was faded in the daylight Elevated up in cloud nine I don't need no one to get by-y-y-y-y If you wanna judge me that's fine 'Cause I'm all lit up in my mind Yeah, I'm headed for the good li-i-i-i-ife Feelin' like a baller Gucci Rock N Rolla Never gettin' older I'm a Gucci Rock N Rolla Yo, look, in the club one time (Yeah) I'm just really tryna feel the love one time (Yeah) Everybody tryna be Judge Joe Brown (Why?) Let me do me would you be so kind? (Please) Woah, oh, me oh my (My) Been big list since 305 (Five) Your vibe whack like TSA Crashin' the scene like CSI And baby don't come at me crazy 'Cause I live my life like However I like, like I was rich as Jay-Z or Rick Rubin Who's mad who ain't point proven Self drive Tesla I'm cruisin' Time to bring those ooh-ooh's in Feelin' like a baller Gucci Rock N Rolla Never gettin' older I'm a Gucci Rock N Rolla I don't really care what you think of me (Think of me) As long as I got nothing I got everything (Everything) I don't really care what you think of me (Think of me) As long as I got nothing I got everything (Everything) Feelin' like a baller Gucci Rock N Rolla Never gettin' older I'm a Gucci Rock N Rolla Feelin' like a baller Gucci Rock N Rolla Never gettin' older I'm a Gucci Rock N Rolla (What's up with that, kid?)
Writer(s): Rivers Cuomo, James Alexander David, Oliver Mark Dickinson, Joe Janiak, Kyle Harvey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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