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Bigidi Bigidi Bigidi Bam Lets talk about money And then Bigidi Bigidi Bigidi Bam Flex drugs hoes and glam Talk 'bout sex Its easy Keep it simple And breezy You're too busy to think teasing Love is cheesy, needy, sleazy Talk about fuck around Bigidi bigidi your playground It's all about making out 69 no doubt Bigidi Bigidi you pass out In your own fucking doll house That you cannot live without Boom your done Over Wipeout Pretty bitches walk around Cause of your fancy bank account Dollar fount Catch and count But what happens when it's over Falling down of your cloud Facing down hit the ground Rolling down lose the round Shutting down miss the bound No one catch you You're out Arrogance pull you down Da Down Da Down Down Vanity kill your heart Ba Bam ba Bam Glory went up to your brain Look what you become Dumb scum faceless clown Nothing to be proud А Ну да. Ты звезда Бигиди слушай сюда Посмотри себе в глаза что там? Пустота Правда болит Ложь смягчит И вот горит твой лимит Не жди приятных слов герой Глаза пора открыть Бигиди Бигиди дефицит Деньги, секс, машины Брильянты магазины А внутри сплошная дрянь Сердце из резины Мозг из пластилина Совесть как у скотины И вот вся твоя рутина Не с кем засыпать не с кем просыпаться Променял любовь на повод с кем-то пое****** Вот сиди один и думай Как дальше не просраться Arrogance pull you down Da Down Da Down Down Vanity kill your heart Ba Bam ba Bam Glory went up to your brain Look what you become Dumb scum faceless clown Позор всем пацанам Gotta put a pretty girl in the video Damn its working Put her there Let 'em stare Still or twerking Doesn't matter dude Set up the mood Record it Yeah you surrounded by girls What a man we got it Every song's the same Fits the frame No brain Getting lame Close the drain Just stop it Gimme something real Spit about a feel Tell me 'bout a fear Bit of guilt Not about a deal Not about a mill Not about a bill Bin around that drill Bitches make me ill For real Sick of pussies on my screen I mock it