Singer | Fergie |
Genre | Pop Hungry Lyrics |
Language | English |
Album | Double Dutchess |
to say it’s complicated, understatement of the year
well maybe conflict made it a new flavor in your ear
they know that i’m a problem, that’s why everybody scared
whatever doesn’t kill you, can make you an ill-ionaire, yeah
uh, just turn the headphones up or make the windows roll up
i make they hands go up
when i show up and i blow it ’til i’m full up, wait, hold up
girl up in the mirror, uh
only one i fear, uh
you say you the realest
i told you i’m the illest
sick
sick
hmmm hungry
starving uhmm
not thirsty
hm hm hm just hungry
ambitious, still hungry
still hungry
woo!
i’m moonwalking on marble floors introduce yourself
rick ross, i’m just drippin’ sauce
bitches see me and they all just wave boss
rolls royce and we call this wraith woo
i fuck up money like i’m escobar
ballin’, ballin’, kobe bryant, that boy living large
no room for medium, that means you thinkin’ small
ferrari, fergie, switching gears, she rockin’ with a boss boss
i close my eyes, i must be telepathic
look over haters, tripling my assets boos
it takes courage to accomplish these things
fergie’s my queen, i’m the king, now come kiss on our rings
sick woah
sick
hmmm hungry
el chapo
starving
rinzel, umhmm
not thirsty
hm hm hm just hungry
ferrari fergie
ambitious
still hungry
still hungry…