My Gift To You (Part Three) lyrics

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My momma talk to me
Try to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her cuz my head is like a sift
My daddy, he disowned me cuz I wear my sisters clothes
He caught me in the bathroom with pair of pantyhose

My basketball coach, he just kick me off the team
For wearing high heels sneakers and acting like a queen
Gonna turn my back onto a tree, to a tree
Gonna die my back into a tree
Gonna die his back into a tree

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The Earth is coming to an end and I don't even care
As long as I have my bitch
Oh I'm a fuck you
It don't bother me if people think I'm funny
Cuz I'm a big rock star and I make lots of money
Money, money, money (You talk of pesos)

Money, ka ching, ka ching

Lots of money, lots of money, lots of money
I'm so bloody rich
Lots of money
Lots of muthafuckin money (Déñèros)

I own shopping centres, parking lots and stars and all that shit

I own you, ha, you too, you three
For me
I said, "Move up"
Lets bring it back one more time jonathan
Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower
More groovin, slow that shit down
Crazy slow, come on, death, right here, slow, ah
Don't give a fuck, break it out
You even know, Boy George is on heroin
We don't give a fuck
Rick james is in the crack house
I'm fuckin paying, that's all that matters

The bomb is a fuckin' in the house
Loco

Give me slow