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Princess Superstar
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We Got Panache
作詞:Concetta Kirschner, Patrick Ryan
You know we got panache Style, sass, gettin mad cash, keepin' it under wraps Pizazz and class, we sit in the back Spendin' mad cash, money, money and we real bad-ass
You know we got panache style, sass Gettin' mad ass, keepin' it under glass Pizazz and class we kiss in the back Spittin' mad trash, honey, honey and we real bad-ass
You know we got panache, we gettin' mad cash Paid a dime a second like Diamond Dave and Damon Dash I spit, sonic gas, classy psychopath, psychotic, iconoclast I got an iconic ass, it's ironic how erotic my robotic sonnets
Get girls in bonnets, hot like Harry Connicks Sick on gin and tonics, we, super sonic, hook you on our phonics Learned ebonics by Erotic, ebony dick and Mantronix Never stoppin' it sock electronic shit allotted the whole club up
When we spotted it and if we wanted it Fill it with men and spawn and shit, ain't nothing wrong with it Let's get the party started, shit, let's get it on and hit High ballin' cat callin' no alcohol yo
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com We all suck on a straw, a certain Je Ne Sais Quoi at the bar I hit it raw, never do look back unless We, like what we saw, never do look back, ok, Papa
On the case like Steve Case estates, like Oprah's place Savoir Faire and grace, every hair in place, here's a taste No time to waste, do my makeup in the mirror while I sit up on your face We paid great and when we don't, got dates Dig in the crates, eat steak and masturbate
Spin wax, make tracks, we laid, laid back Ladies get laid and stay up late at that Now we getting critical mass sass pinnacle Like the Citadel not minimal we hospitable, Mad kissable it's difficult, Aristicral princess for instance We invincible never divisible make you invisible
Kit in each car kittens with Kit-Kat bars Kickin' etiquette from Connecticut to Zanzibar Strip malls to big balls 'n concert halls, New York Dolls
Taggin' up bathroom stalls, we all-stars make folly North down to Raleigh Follow me, suck lollys down in Bali, all enthralled dollies, Arty as Dali And when Mr. Rodgers calls me, we allowed on his trolley
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