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(need me more)
purpxse, shut the f+ck up
(huh, yeah)
h+httpew
need me more dollar
question marks all over my collar
diamonds came in, don’t know the color
phone ringing, 2am, who is the caller?
birds in the trap singing mcknight, mcmahon
not used to trap, not used to bother
in seattle it’s just me and my brother
if mother’s the nature, then who is the father?
huh?
lean got me slurrin my words yadda nadda
slashin these p+ssies, i’m luka magnotta
burning from inside, from inside the nether
percocet’s over, i need me another
i make one call i’ll be there in an hour
presidential jet or the bus would you rather?
dead by tomorrow or better than ever?
huh?
tweakin’ stargazin on the couch
morning, the owner kicks you out
no one saves you x hardt life
huh?
is it really better off alive?
what if in the morning you don’t open your eyes?
i’m just, dead
need me more dollar
question marks all over my collar
diamonds came in, don’t know the color
phone ringing, 2am, who is the caller?
birds in the trap singing mcknight, mcmahon
not used to trap, not used to bother
in seattle it’s just me and my brother
if mother’s the nature, then who is the father?
i don’t belive what you say, you’re a liar
i am so fly, i can’t get any flyer
i am so high i can’t get any higher
just need me a dollar, need me a dollar, huh?
need me more dollar
i know too much i’m feeling like a scholar
wearing my diamonds so much they discolor
broke that b+tch heart, but i still might go, f+ck her
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
(need me more, need me more, need me more, need me more)
need me more dollar
question marks all over my collar
diamonds came in, don’t know the color
phone ringing, 2am, who is the caller?
birds in the trap singing mcknight, mcmahon
not used to trap, not used to bother
in seattle it’s just me and my brother
if mother’s the nature, then who is the father?
yeah
vvs and dead presidents
loyal friends i’m flying all of them to france
shiny diamonds put you in a f+cking trance
watch them fly and watch them bounce and watch they dance
need me more dollar
rick and ‘aga all on my collar
flyin to haga, jet in a
keep making hits, the day ’till i
another day, getting close to the top
keep making hits, the day ’till i drop
surrounded by reals, over me the fakes
i’m going too fast that i can’t hit the brakes
yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
yeah, yeah, yeah
need me more dollar
question marks all over my collar
don’t know the color
2am, who is the caller?
mcknight, mcmahon
not used to bother
me and my brother
who is the father?

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