kura & pi'erre bourne - born dis way lyrics
[intro]
yeah, yeah
it’s a big f+ckin’ boss up
k+u+r+a
yo, pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
yeah, ooh, yeah, let’s go
[chorus]
baby when you get fly as a f+ckin’ feather
get them racks and keep it silent, that’s all i remember
i want the best don’t need the rest, ho i can never settle
b+tch i’m a punk, i rock all black and my pants made of leather
grab myself up to the top, i don’t want n0body’s sh+t
i’m from rundown way, where they can’t go without their bl!cks
startin’ music in 8th grade, didn’t think i’d make it hit
now i’m getting rich, slayin’ hoes back at my crib
[verse]
how could i make this up?
i wasn’t nun, ain’t had no monеy
now that ho think i’m paid
she actin’ funny like she wanna f+ck mе
dog walkin’ half these rappers
i own they sound, but i ain’t no puppet
i can never take these hoes serious
how they talkin’ they sayin’ they love me, ha
b+tch i love clothes, i don’t love you, that is a promise
i’m only 19, type of kid to make his racks in his pajamas
aim b+i+g, everything i do big, ain’t talkin collasus
i’m punchin’ they face, i’m breaking their t++th, lay deep in the moshpit
[refrain]
waited all my life, can’t give up sh+t that i’m doin
d+mn the hoes so fine, but stay in l.a., b+tch i ain’t movin’
how’d this rapper get signed and on ig, like my career ruined
i rock high fashion then hit back sl+ts, boy i’m just coolin’
waited all my life, can’t give up sh+t that i’m doin
d+mn the hoes so fine, but stay in l.a., b+tch i ain’t movin’
how’d this rapper get signed and on ig, like my career ruined
i rock high fashion then hit back sl+ts, boy i’m just coolin’
[chorus]
baby when you get fly as a f+ckin’ feather
get them racks and keep it silent, that’s all i remember
i want the best don’t need the rest, ho i can never settle
b+tch i’m a punk, i rock all black and my pants made of leather
grab myself up to the top, i don’t want n0body’s sh+t
i’m from rundown way, where they can’t go without their bl!cks
startin’ music in 8th grade, didn’t think i’d make it hit
now i’m getting rich, slayin’ hoes back at my crib
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