CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Look At Me
Pop out of the all black beamer
My song blasting through your speakers
Talk sh*t but you beg for features
You my student b*t*h I’m the teacher!
When I drop got my stans going crazy
Shoutout to Brazil and Haiti!
Writing hits for the gays now baby
2k for a song, b*t*h pay me!
Get boys hooked like I’m adderall
When you f**k like me it’s natural
I’m known, I’m international
That Kid’s a star after all!
Bombastic, fantastic
When you look then you’re looking right at it
Stop traffic, god magic
Pray to my bussy just like you’re a catholic
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
Know you love the skinny waist in my crop top
Always look fresh to death, b*t*h I pop off
Call me Kylie, big lips with the lip gloss
Pretty face, still a b*t*h don’t get cross
Ride beats like I ride d**k come on!
Got a real heavy flow, need a tampon
Everything that I do gotcha’ locked on!
Ain’t cute w the fade boy you’re dead wrong
Like Rihanna, I shine like a diamond
Private airline just when I’m flying
Looking real cute on a private island
Stay running sh*t just like a tyrant
Baby girl you know I’m next up
Pretty boy who can spit and a good f**k
Stop trying hoe, you know you suck
You’ll never be me but b*t*h good luck
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
My song blasting through your speakers
Talk sh*t but you beg for features
You my student b*t*h I’m the teacher!
When I drop got my stans going crazy
Shoutout to Brazil and Haiti!
Writing hits for the gays now baby
2k for a song, b*t*h pay me!
Get boys hooked like I’m adderall
When you f**k like me it’s natural
I’m known, I’m international
That Kid’s a star after all!
Bombastic, fantastic
When you look then you’re looking right at it
Stop traffic, god magic
Pray to my bussy just like you’re a catholic
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
Know you love the skinny waist in my crop top
Always look fresh to death, b*t*h I pop off
Call me Kylie, big lips with the lip gloss
Pretty face, still a b*t*h don’t get cross
Ride beats like I ride d**k come on!
Got a real heavy flow, need a tampon
Everything that I do gotcha’ locked on!
Ain’t cute w the fade boy you’re dead wrong
Like Rihanna, I shine like a diamond
Private airline just when I’m flying
Looking real cute on a private island
Stay running sh*t just like a tyrant
Baby girl you know I’m next up
Pretty boy who can spit and a good f**k
Stop trying hoe, you know you suck
You’ll never be me but b*t*h good luck
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
Who’s he? (who's he?!)
Look at me, look at me!
Sushi? (sushi!)
That b*t*h over there’s a wanna be!
