#ROFL 2

[Verse 1: asht0nn]
Bitch I'm in the clUb, with some scene sluts, fuck me up
Bitch I'm in the club, with my Evil Gang cheapy cake
Bitch I'm in the club, and we real getting nasty (Real nasty)
In the club and we're getting drunk (Getting crunk)
[?] little funny, doing Molly, and she all for me
In the back of the club with some scene shawty
In the morning after party, till the dawn call me
I'm not [?] tell you, that I'm sorry

[Verse 2: ?]
(Aaah, [?])
[?]
Feel the Evil in the club [?]
Baby girl I make you wet, baby I can make you sweat
And I'm fucking horny, she don't bounce
O-Oh my God, Oooh

[Verse 3: 6arelyhuman]
What the fuck up my face
Oh my God, you're so ugly
I just slit my wrist, in bathroom [?]
I know you like my cut, then you go, and fuck me
I'll be someone's *** faggot
Feel me getting so [?]
Love me, love me, l-l-living in your heart for the backseat
Find me, find me, g-g-go find me, find me in the back street
In the evening [?], in the evening just like five speeds
Money, money
The money, that's why I be texting

[Verse 4: ?]
Suck my sick, bitch
[?]
You catch me, tell me that I should hide your legs
I hit my dirty dance, they watch me, in the middle on the dancefloor
Please just drop it down but I wanna see you get low
[?] police get in charge, go and hop up on your friend knees
Yeah, she like to fuck me, you make fucking cum, please
I'm just waiting for you [?]

[Verse 5: ?]
I'm in the summer watching, let me take you some place
Even when I know she's mine, I guess that's just my heart's fault
Time is just so I can't think, I need another dream
Making money, making dreams
'Cause I'm scare like all the things
*Bucks up sound*

[Verse 6: ?]
Let me change the style, now fifty chicks a bit equal
I'm not even gonna help, but she can offer just to blow
I want everything dollars, and fancy things
Money, rich, and Louis famous, everybody wants to play us

[Verse 7: ?]
[?]
Posted up the [?]
Kitty plays the stars, yeah [?], without me
There's a party in the window
I'm a kid, if you're getting money on my mind
[?]
I'm so lonely, as I pay attention if I tuck you in my Chester's microphone
Fourty-five am I ready to play [?]

[Verse 8: ?]
[?]
Got a foreign house, fellas on it, straight from head to
Baby got the flow, I'm all out the show
Cut my wrist, but you know that shit for sure
Drop it in, baby girl you know I want your love again
I give your heart, put that shit in here again
Baby girl, I know you ain't a second, I'm sure
If you're up baby, you know I gotta slide back