a song like you wrote it Puppets don't think, puppets just dance Make a face like you mean it The vampires want you blood, the vampires want you blood
The camera flash casts shadows from their egos. Sing a song like you wrote it. Puppets don't think, puppets just dance. Make a face like you mean it.
The camera flash casts shadows from their egos. Sing a song like you wrote it. Puppets don't think, puppets just dance. Make a face like you mean it
eyes? You think it's for you? You think you read minds? You better watch where you're putting those hands, You better stop if you're making more plans
We could have a hell of a night, through the day She blamed it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol She had her hair did, it was bound to fall Down, down for a damn, Cudi already said it A poker face
It On The A-A-A-A-A-Alcohol She Had Her Hair Did, It Was Bound To Fall Down Down For A Damn, Cudi Already Said It Her Poker Face Book I'd already read it
Ay I Mean Stand Like A Grouper Cuz You Gotta Beeper I Mean Prime Might Be Sayin You Ain't Joggin Either But Man Ol' Girl Gotta Phat Ol' Ass Yeah The Type To Make You Tell A
Yeah, uh huh, you know what it is Yeah, yeah, uh huh, you know what it is You already know what it is, man And if you don't, you should by now Reppin
lil' wayne on youre face (haha) then i came in her face you know a nigga had to make it rain in her face Bitch I know you love me if not you just
you would think I got it made Better look again I got a butler, got a maid, and a mansion The belief is that I'm living out a millionaire's fantasy
Down there like a butt Black and white, mixed like a mutt Imma frustrate Imma pimp walking with a limp Got her to a pinch in my pants I've got her in a clip held by a
like a album Who'da thought a country wide tour'd be the outcome Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm Everybody got a deal, I did it without
spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa For money, power, respect, get it by any means A New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick
you gotta lie in it Now all the things you said Don't mean a thing I can't believe I gave you one last shot I let it ride, now baby, it's your stop
accel', it's to my position as we yell This here's some bullshit, like pit bulls in the bull pen Make that a fine, no If you don't like my bullets, to
it to death Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget How I rock shit from N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's just how you got into debt You lost
t tryin' hear it You want it but you fear it, but you love it when you near it Sit her on the sofa get a little closer Touch it right, do it like a man
a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a little massage Tight shit you get when you Head Nigga in charge I'm in
