Rapp - 歌词大全

She saidShe said She saidShe said Don't worry I've got the bread Check's in the mail Full speed ahead Check's in the mail I won't come in your mouth Got some great gigs for you way down south Trust me you'll go far Trust me you'll drive far Drive mother******s! You got great shows But nobody knows Joke's on you HAHAHAHAHA She saidShe said Spoiled brats green behind the knees Need their mom to wipe their nose Every time they sneeze That's a ******* rock star when They had a taste of fame They don't understand They got to play the goddamn game And then she said She saidShe said Yeah you ******* rock stars Rooting out that groupie head APB on the mic Each night for a bed Where's your ******* 8-ball And presidential suite? At the Parc HotelAnd a sports car with 2 seats She saidShe said You're fired you lousy bum You're having too much fun And then we said Hey wait a minute We ain't no ******* rock stars What the hell? Honey it's not true We live on Frito-LayWe sleep out in the snow And we don't get paid As far as groupies go We're too tired to get laid We do it cuz we love punk rock There's no cash to be made We ain't no sleazy sellouts We really hate LAShe said She saidI'm not smoking crack