M e m e w a v e (mash-up)

s y k o

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    I've created a monster
    'Cause nobody wants to see Marshall no more
    They want shady, I'm chopped liver
    Well, if you want shady, this is what I'll give ya
    A little bit of weed mixed with some hard liquor

    Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
    Than a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
    By the doctor when I'm not co-operating
    When I'm rockin' the table while he's operating

    You waited this long, now stop debating
    'Cause I'm back, I'm on the rag and ovulating
    I know that you got a job, Ms. Cheney
    But your husband's heart problem's complicating

    Móntate en el carro, ponte la chaqueta, shorty
    Ellos hablan tanto que me da jaqueca, yo ni
    Hacer mil, arde mi cara de ganador
    Un rubí, oro si pagan mi sazón

    Subete a mi ritmo
    Siente el magnetismo
    Tu cadera con la mía (boom)
    Hacen un sismo
    Ahora da lo mismo
    El amor ahora es turismo
    Diciéndole que no al que viene con romanticismo

    Me fallaste, abusaste, vacilaste
    Ella me revivió
    Me dejaste, te burlaste, ahora es tarde
    Ella me rescató (hey)

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    Work it harder, make it better
    Do it faster, makes us stronger
    More than ever, hour after hour
    Work is never over

    In west Philadelphia born and raised
    On the playground was where I spent most of my days
    Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin', all cool
    And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school
    When a couple of guys who were up to no good
    Started making trouble in my neighborhood
    I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
    She said: You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air

    I begged and pleaded with her day after day
    But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
    She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
    I put my walkman on and said: I might as well kick it

    Hoy se bebe, hoy se gasta
    Hoy se fuma como un rasta
    Si Dios lo permite (si Dios lo permite)
    Si Dios lo permite (que si Dios lo permite), yeh-yeah, real g

    Young Keo, never knew how to love
    I'm making money but I never knew how to love
    Had a girl, never knew how to love
    Oh well she saw, never knew how to love

    I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies
    Man, I feel just like a rockstar (ayy, ayy)
    All my brothers got that gas
    And they always be smokin' like a rasta

    Ahora todo cambió, le toca a ella
    Mari y una botella
    Gracias al maltrato se puso bella
    Ahora tú la quiere' y no te quiere ella

    Okay, it's childish gambino, homegirl drop it like the nasdaq
    Move white girls like there's coke up my asscrack
    Move black girls 'cause, man, fuck it, I'll do either
    I love pussy, I love bitches, dude, I should be runnin' peta

    La bebecita bebe lean y bebe whisky
    Fuma marihuana y también se mete picky
    Senda bellacona, frikitona, friky friky
    Es media salvaje, ella es adicta a mi ñicky

    I used to love kanye, I used to love kanye
    I even had the pink polo, I thought I was kanye
    What if kanye made a song about kanye
    Called: I miss the old kanye, man that would be so kanye

    Tú me dejaste de querer cuando te necesitaba
    Cuando más falta hacía
    Tú me diste la espalda (vaya)

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