Lyrics

People do jobs they hate To buy stuff they don't need Don't need People want to impress Other people that they don't meet Don't meet They create their new gods Who they worship and obey Cause they wanna be like them Even though they will betray betray All these groupies with old farts Tryin' to reach the world of stars Full of bitches and blue cheese hanging out at le meurice Do you wanna be like this Every time they hit somebody Also kill themselves inside But they'll get away with this Burning rubber throwing bribes Throwing bribes Bribes They are keen on lamborghini Lamborghini is a ride An attractor for An attractor for chip bitches And a matter of their pride They are keen on lamborghini Lamborghini is a ride An attractor for An attractor for chip bitches And a matter of their pride People do jobs they hate To buy stuff they don't need Don't need People want to impress Other people that they don't meet Don't meet They create their new gods Who they worship and obey Cause they wanna be like them Even though they will betray Betray People do jobs they hate To buy stuff they don't need Don't need People want to impress Other people that they don't meet Don't meet They create their new gods Who they worship and obey Cause they wanna be like them Even though they will betray Betray They are keen on lamborghini Lamborghini is a ride An attractor for An attractor for chip bitches And a matter of their pride They are keen on lamborghini Lamborghini is a ride An attractor for An attractor for chip bitches And a matter of their pride
Writer(s): Glazunov Andrey Yur'yevich, Delkus Aleksandr Nikolevich Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out