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Astro Safari USA
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Fake Bitches
I don't wanna sound like a douche But that picture don't look like you How you really gon' try to play me like that Y2K 'erbody got the internet (I ran as fast as i can) Takin' pics of herself eatin' up gelato She says that she wish she was a model You ain't Xtina, I'm no genie in a bottle Listen trick think we got a problemo Cause y'all don't look nothin' like your demo Now I'm feelin' like an instrumental Cause I have no words I retire, Leno
Late night (master of the filters) Low budget (no name photographers) No likes (fake ass pictures) Tell you what i did then
I ran as fast as I can (all of the sudden) Alakazam I got out of that jam Like Birdman Checkin' all of her Instagrams She looks like a 10 (out of what?) Just not in, not in person
Who took that picture of you They must be a magician, poof David Blaine Copperfield that is how I really feel
Late night (master of the filters) Low budget (no name photographers) No likes (fake ass pictures) Tell you what i did then Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I ran as fast as I can (all of the sudden) Alakazam I got out of that jam Like Birdman Checkin' all of her Instagrams She looks like a 10 (out of what?) Just not in, not in person
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Listen, I ain't even mad at ya (No I ain't even mad at ya) I think I need to change my eyes (Something's wrong with my eyes) You the master of disguise Feelin' bad for all these guys You played me for a fool Hold up (I'm holding) What'd you do then?
Then I ran as fast as I can (all of the sudden) Alakazam I got out of that jam Like Birdman Checkin' all of her Instagrams She looks like a 10 (out of what?) Just not in, not in person
Fake bitches Real life Priceless boy And it still rang true
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