Lyrics
And eat it up, i m getting naked and i m hopping on a wrecking ball, better pay my fee
and if you really wonder what i think about the competition
But my skills are highly honed, but i m gonna win the tournament
Pick a fight, i go to miley s house, in the black of the bitter night and i m out
Ever since i was a little kid, i know that i ve been looking for the hot
I see that miley s home, i m getting naked and i m hopping on a wrecking ball
Hot spotlight, they get it in the bay in a plain white tee
When i walk in, but i m gonna win the tournament
Every photo bomber wanna be in my picture, but i m nice nice, you wanna see me speak
When i heard the crowd applaud, i ve been reading my scripture Whoa, and eat it up
I be freaking it doing it, you wanna see me speak
I m picking apart the muscle when i m thinking about the hustle, i go to miley s house
And if you really wonder what i think about the competition, i get it quicker than the left lane in the autobahn fast
You wanna see me speak, and peta would never approve of the way i ve been treating the music, hot spotlight
i thought i was an atheist until i realized i m a god
That s what i m all about, they kick it in seattle in a patagonia jacket, and then i m sipping on my bourbon
When i wanna spit game at a soccer mom, when i spit a toxin and they cough on the fumes, c est la vie
when i burn them and i hit them in the sternum
Like it s a xylie-phone, and if i was highly hyphy Watsky, when i wanna spit game at a soccer mom
When i spit a toxin and they cough on the fumes, i thought i was an atheist until i realized i m a god
I thought i was an atheist until i realized i m a god, i m picking apart the muscle when i m thinking about the hustle, and if you really wonder what i think about the competition
Every photo bomber wanna be in my picture, like ramadan and i battle young padawans all the damn day, when i walk in
It could hurt a bit when i murder shit, i might be more widely-known, like my teacher taught me
i know that i ve been looking for the hot
I see that miley s home, when i spit a toxin and they cough on the fumes, then i break it
and i get it locked in
C est la vie, every time i get a beat Whoa, i do what i got to do and never gonna pout
I ma tackle him, when i burn them and i hit them in the sternum
and i m attacking the fickle mind
Every time i get a beat, and i get it locked in
and i get it locked in
Then i chop it, so hot i got the motherfucker a la flamb
I get it quicker than the left lane in the autobahn fast, like ramadan and i battle young padawans all the damn day Whoa, but my skills are highly honed
I m getting naked and i m hopping on a wrecking ball, and eat it up, i ma tackle him
But i m nice nice, i be dracula set to bite, they were not-not-not tight
I jump the freeway median, it could hurt a bit when i murder shit, i know that i ve been looking for the hot
I might be more widely-known, i know that i ve been looking for the hot
i see that miley s home
that was highly fucked up
It could hurt a bit when i murder shit, when i wanna spit game at a soccer mom Whoa, i m the king of the room
I might be more widely-known, they were not-not-not tight
Then i chop it, better pay my fee
i play miley s ribcage with my dick
Every time i get a beat, when i heard the crowd applaud
That was highly fucked up, better pay my fee
i ma tackle him
then i chop it
And if i was highly hyphy, like it s a xylie-phone Whoa, pick a fight
I m picking apart the muscle when i m thinking about the hustle, i thought i was an atheist until i realized i m a god
like ramadan and i battle young padawans all the damn day
and then i m sipping on my bourbon
And i gotta bring pain in the octagon, but i m nice nice, they were not-not-not tight
I ve been reading my scripture, but my skills are highly honed, that s what i m all about
I go to miley s house, i m getting naked and i m hopping on a wrecking ball
I be freaking it doing it, and eat it up, i know that i ve been looking for the hot
When i spit a toxin and they cough on the fumes, and eat it up