Willam Belli - Starfucker (feat. Detox / Vicky Vox) Тексты

This is vicky vox, God dammit, you shut that up!

I see you hangin' round like you want a piece
Hoe get off your phone, sending pics to tmz
I don't know you but you know me
Come party vip style
Go head make a wish on this shootin star
Get in to our best shape, can you find my lipo scars?
Come follow me we'll get the cars on my (??)
You better never let me catch you callin after my money
I will drop you on your ass so fast
But you can come at me with paparazzi
Clickin and flashin, action (?) me honey

Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a fuckin sucker
But you can be my starfucker

I want you to speak slowly
Clearly and concisely, how old are you?
Now you were incarcerated for a period of time, yes?
I want you to answer my question, when did you go to jail?
You're fibbing, you're fibbing
You can't dance fast enough for me

Upholstery's real clean, let's try to make it dirty
Hurry up now boo it's already midnight-thirty
So wrap it up I got a premiere
It's your privilege just to be here
Long hair, red bottoms yeah you want 'em
And you know that I got 'em
I will punch you straight right up in your face
Move over britney I got baby daddies up in my pocket, clock it
God I'm awesome

Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a fuckin sucker
But you can be my starfucker

Awwww yeah it's the thickness, vicky vox
I got some...oh no I don't, this isn't me?

Shoot my butt up with silicone, like you wanna see my number up in your phone
I am the only everything (??) and see if you can suck me with my tits on your backs
Yall know that I couldn't give a shit and this song ain't gonna be a hit
Don't know why this clit tryna make me spit
And get up on the motherfuckin mic and....
Panty sniffer, (??), tranny chaser (?????)
Get your ass here and let me eat your babies
I'll be your (??) straight up out the 80s
Don't be asking for my digits, I won't say it again
Your fifteen minutes are up and mine are bout to begin
Less (?), more (???) blow
You're a starfucker boo and you gotsta go, what!

Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a fuckin sucker
But you can be my starfucker

Why am I here?
Turn the lights out, I'll light up the room for ya
Treat me right now and I'll do what I do for ya
Don't need to trick me boy I'm not a fuckin sucker
But you can be my starfucker