[Intro] Uh, ooh, yeah, uh I'm a real rockstar (Yeah, ooh) I'm a real rockstar (Ayy, what?) I'm a real rockstar [Verse 1] Got the plan, I got bands, uh, ayy

You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy Won't you just let me be Cause you cameras can't control, the minds of those who know That you'll even sell your soul just to get a story sold [Chorus] I need my privacy, I need my privacy So paparazzi, get away from me Some of you still wonder why, one of my friends had to die Privacy Policy for The Lyrics Mania. At The Lyrics Mania, accessible from http://thelyricsmania.com, one of our main priorities is the privacy of our visitors. Musixmatch is committed to protecting its users’ privacy. By using our services and/or becoming part of our Community, you will share with us some of your personal data. For that reason, we want to ensure that you understand how we collect such data, the people we share them with, as well as how you will be able to control, change and update And I know you love your privacy You don't need a shower, you already wet Know that pussy power, telling me I ain't ready yet I say, "Fuck it," face my fears, baby When I lick it, I put tears in it Put my face in it, eat it like a dinner date You know I love foreplay, 12 play, everything Know my lovin' don't change You keep on stalking me, invading my privacy Won't you just let me be Cause you cameras can't control, the minds of those who know That you'll even sell your soul just to get a story sold [Chorus] I need my privacy, I need my privacy So paparazzi, get away from me Some of you still wonder why, one of my friends had to die Blue Lyrics More Blue Music Lyrics: Blue - Bubblin' Lyrics Blue - Get Down Lyrics Blue - I Wanna Know Lyrics Blue - Love At First Sight Lyrics Blue - Make It Happen Lyrics Blue - She Told Me Lyrics Blue - This Temptation Lyrics Blue - Where You Want Me Lyrics

'Cause you cameras can't control, the minds of those who know That you'll even sell your soul just to get your story sold I need my privacy (yeah yeah) I need my privacy (yeah yeah) So paparazzi (yeah yeah) Get away from me (yeah yeah), just get away from me Some of you still wonder why, one of my friends had to die To get the message across

I need your body in ways
That you don't understand but I'm losing my patience
'Cause we've been going over and over again
Girl, I just wanna take you home and get right to it
Know I gotta kiss it, baby
Give it to me, we can take it inside now
You know that I just wanna make Jun 14, 2019 · [Intro] / Walked in your hood with the chopper on side of me, I turn your hood to a robbery / (Damn Chop, this shit slappin') / Ayy / [Chorus] / Walked in your hood with the [Intro] Uh, ooh, yeah, uh I'm a real rockstar (Yeah, ooh) I'm a real rockstar (Ayy, what?) I'm a real rockstar [Verse 1] Got the plan, I got bands, uh, ayy

Apr 06, 2018 · The album debuted atop Billboard 200 making Cardi B the first female rapper to top both the Billboard Hot 100 and the Billboard 200 since Lauryn Hill in 1998.

Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 — June 25, 2009) was an American singer, songwriter, and dancer. Dubbed the "King of Pop", he was one of the most popular entertainers in the world and one of the best-selling music artists of all time. Jul 11, 2019 · No eyes but your eyes Ain't nobody here but you and me Licking your private parts (Boom shakalaka, hahaha) And I know you love your privacy Baby, I promise I won't tell nobody Just long as you let me hit it like every night I could give a fuck 'bout the club, 'cause that pussy tight Do a split on it, drop it, baby, show you right I'ma split (No privacy) In the back of my car (No privacy) I can't get no I can't give me no I can't give me no privacy Drivin', drivin', drivin' I got my troubles on hold Just drivin' down that highway My fossil fuel is good as gold I'm lookin' for that long lost road No sign of man, no sign of life Where you can't catch me To invade upon my privacy Oh (Demo Version)
Ain't
The pictures enough
Why do you
Go through so much
To get
The stories you need
So you can bury me
You've got
The people confused
You tell the stories
You choose
You try
To get me to lose
The girl I really am
You keep on stalking privacy Won't you just let me be 'Cause your cameras can't control, the minds of those who know That you'll even sell your soul just to get a story sold I need my privacy, I need my privacy So paparazzi, get away from me Some of you still wonder why, one of my friends had to die To get a message across, that yet you haven't heard Apr 06, 2018 · The album debuted atop Billboard 200 making Cardi B the first female rapper to top both the Billboard Hot 100 and the Billboard 200 since Lauryn Hill in 1998.