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letra de fuck you - machine gun kelly

[intro]
here we go, kells

[verse 1]
bass in your face, get the whole taste
rollin’ eights on the plate, bumpin’ old mace
hit the bank, it’s flex for some old drink
lit a j, do the roach, make them hoes race
anywhere i go, i make them hoes faint
i-i hit and they foul like they old pain
celebrate with my dawgs, got it on tape
smoke from the bus make the sky all paint
all we know is rage, all we know is rage
i got a f-ckin’ circus goin’ backstage
can’t bring bunniеs from the front page
got a stripper, was turnin’ somеone at fourth grade
[chorus]
real rockstars make the glass break
real popstars make they ass shake
hip-hop, mix the water with the cornflakes
but they are not what they say, these people all fake

[bridge]
this is not a song for the radio
this is not a song for the radio
this is just the calm before the storm
walk in the label with obama
make them m-th-f-ckers penny, ho
wake up on a roll with the same clothes
brush my t–th with the liter of jack daniels
b-tch, i’m from cleveland, so the people i’m around hood
bruh, i’m jumpin’ off the speakers if the crowd good

[instrumental break]

[chorus]
real rockstars make the glass break
real popstars make they ass shake
hip-hop, mix the water with the cornflakes
but f-ck ’em ’cause they all fake

[verse 2]
woo!
tell me, if you ask me, think i give a f-ck?
my parents never had a son, they had a nut
never had a girl, i only had a sl-t
dirty dog, i’m a mutt, watch me live it up
trash can full of rubbers, huh
trash bag full of hunnids, huh
trans-am do a hunnid, huh
dash cam got me runnin’, ah
i’m american’s bad boy, rebel without a cause
so to every tabloid, middle finger to y’all
i take every ralph lauren shirt i couldn’t afford
and have ’em burnin’ in front of me on the cover of the source
this is war, uncut snuff that’ll get you f-cked up
servin’ all the rappers like a lunch truck
industry don’t understand, they tough nut
i’m from the gut while they guts gettin’ b-tt-f-cked
hate me, underrate me, f-ck, take me
but put me on the same level as jay-z
a wolf in me, i think that i got the rabies
i’m the best white rockstar since the ’80s
break they neck if you crazy
what type of sucker paid into a riot?
i got the power, i will not be silent
b-tch, i’m from cleveland, so the people i’m around hood
and i’m jumpin’ off the speakers if the crowd good
[instrumental break]

[chorus]
real rockstars make the glass break
real popstars make they ass shake
hip-hop, mix the water with the cornflakes
but f-ck ’em beause they all fake

- machine gun kelly

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