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Champions
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Machine Gun Kelly
Featuring(s) : Puff Daddy
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All of y'all better wake up now Everyone's a little late right now Keep it real, I'm a little hot How the f*ck you gonna hate right now? Remember my first single? Chyea well it's doing great right now Took a 5 hundred though off the gate Straight to the bank right now Shit gets wicked in my city so I got a semi in a race right now Everybody f*ckin with me and if you ain't then you outta plave right now Everybody ain't real, everybody can't be us Everybody stay losin, that makes us champions I take that little, till they wave like that title Introducin' me to Billy Jean, shit I'll take that Michael Tryin bring the paper in, my paper thin like that Bible That is how you win stackin Benjamins till its big as the Eiffel Uh We are the champions my friends And we'll keep on fighting till the end We are the champions We are the champions No time for losers 'Cause we are the champions of the world. I came straight from sellin nickel bags Out my baby mama pad just to get a meal Straight from puttin similac in a raw mile bag tryin make a steal Straight from I thousand CD's with my name on it Opposite of what the game wanted, Mof*cka we just tryin' get a meal Not a shaker grad boy, signed to the bad boy I ain't gettin cheese cake no bits and make another band homebody What is that my bitch? God damn she columbian homeboy? Ever since I got some fans homeboy haters tryin' be my friends homeboy Pull up in that tour bus everybody know what's going on in there Backroom lotta panties droppin lotta pretty bitches pretty long hair I'ma talk my shit, bitch I came into the game as rookie of the year Blake griffin, Kyree, Amaree Stoudemire Yeah and still couple people gotta problem with me at the hater magazine I mean fader magazine, tell the journalist to suck my simma sack of jeans Chocke mof*cka, chocke man and my fans will knock on your f*ckin magazine Lucky I don't have Jermaine come up in your office and load up a f*ckin magazine Chalemagne don't like me, what's his name won't fight me I'm a hype individual god damni hype lives 'hind me Maybe 'cause I wasn't a good kid in a maad city like Kendrick I was just a little bad mof*cka beggin landlords to be tenant Beggin everyone to give my song a listen, tryin' get up out a shitty job position Tryin' get a 24 karat gold toilet 'cause I never had a pot to piss in But it's Ok I'm still maintaining, nanana.
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