Post Malone - Tommy Lee (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Post Malone - Tommy Lee (en) Lyrics
ah, shit, i'm just workin'
in the studio
i'm okay
papa
you want papa?
i want you papa
aight
xl eagle made it
you always talkin' about
it, you never makin'
no profit, uh i treat my hoes like
a option, if she talkin'
and get out of pocket i'm livin' life
like a rockstar, pullin' up
stretch limousine so look at me now,
cost a fee the double c's
all on my feet you always talkin'
about it, yeah, you always
talkin' about it you say that you
rockin' a private, yeah,
but i see that you cap about
it livin' life like a rockstar,
pullin' up stretch
limousine so look at me now,
cost a fee the double c's
all on my feet
i'm changin' my color to nipsey blue
your racks it get smaller,
that shit pitiful if you
tryna get so physical
that 4.5 will make you invisible i'm
livin' my life like a criminal
i copped that shit first of
the day be quiet, there's
no one to blame, yeah
my lawyer say "we beat the case" i'm
livin' my life, celebration
i'm thankin' the lord, i got
patience i'm lovin' the
way that she take it
i bend it, i fold it, i flip
it she bringin' it back
just to prove it (prove
it) i'm givin' her work
just to move it, yeah
and livin' the life that i'm choosin',
yeah i'm gettin' these
racks, gettin' stoopid,
yeah
pull up with the drum like
i'm tommy lee (tommy
lee) yaweh got the stick,
came to rock with me
(rock with me) milli' on wrist,
ain't no rocks on me (rocks
on me) i'm pretty as fuck,
wanna copy me (copy me)
i heard you was mad 'cause i'm
poppin' the shit (wow)
i'm poppin' the 'pagne and i'm
poppin' that bitch (wow)
i hop out the plane and went
straight to the whip (ooh)
i know they can see, i think that's
pretty cool if you askin' me
bugatti, no body roll, curtains
in back of the candy roll
i lower my lawyer cost, i hear
he wanna run up the smoke
pull up to the party, oh, and
we like to party hard
i finish the bottle dawg, get this
bitch jumpin', no mario
still shit, so, hot
cigarettes, car
bedroom stars please
don't save my life
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