You wanna Gucci or Gabbana?
Mercedes-Benz or marijuana?
Yeah, I can bring the other sh#t to you
But maybe now you wanna something new?
You wanna Nike, Kanye, sushi
Or Chalamet and young Bellucci?
Yeah, I can give you all you wanna
But if it’s truly what you wanna
Call me “Hey, you, prick”
Call me “Hey, you, shit”
Make a joke of me
I feel nothing, nothing, nothing
You could never beat
All the girls love me
And their boys love me
Cause I’m something, something, something
Yes, I know you’ll do me nothing
Yeah, it’s an ugly situation
You lost your faith and lost your passion
I lost my money, money – power
But maybе that’s just what you wanna
Say that you wanna (yeah)
I know that you wanna
Ooh, gimme power (yеah)
Dolce & Gabbana
Ooh, gimme power (yeah)
Wanna wanna yeah
Ooh (I don’t wanna) (yeah)
Ooh wanna wanna
Call me “Hey, you, prick”
Call me “Hey, you, shit”
Make a joke of me
I feel nothing, nothing, nothing
You could never beat
All the girls love me
And their boys love me
Cause I’m something, something, something
Yes, I know you’ll do me nothing
Sometimes you last
Sometimes you passing
What if net worth not worth discussing
Cause after all you’ll do me nothing
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