CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Monster (Demo)
b*t*h, I'm a monster, no-good blood-sucker
Fat motherf**ker, now look who's in trouble
As you run through my jungles all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West samples, here's one for example
Gossip, gossip, n***a, just stop it
Everybody know I'm a motherf**king monster
I'ma need to see your f**king hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f**king hands at the concert
Profit, profit, n***a, I get it
Everybody know I'm a motherf**king monster
I'ma need to see your f**king hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f**king hands
Uh, the best living or dead hands down, huh
Less talk, more head right now, huh
And my eyes more red than the devil is
And I'm 'bout to take it to another level, b*t*h
Nah, nah, who you go and get, ain't nobody cold as this
Do the rap and the track, triple double, no assists
And my only focus is staying on some bogus sh*t
Arguing with my older b*t*h, acting like I owe her sh*t
I heard that people sing raps to give the track pain
Bought the chain that always give me back pain
f**king up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane
Chi n***a but these hoes love my accent
Chick came up to me and said, "This the number to dial
If you wanna make your number one your number two now"
Mix that Goose and Malibu, I call it "Malibooyah"
Goddamn, Yeezy, how he hit 'em with a new style?
Know that motherf**ker well: "What you gon' do now?"
Whatever I wanna do, gosh! It's cool now
Know I'm gonna do, ah, it's the new now
Think you motherf**kers really really need to cool out
Fat motherf**ker, now look who's in trouble
As you run through my jungles all you hear is rumbles
Kanye West samples, here's one for example
Gossip, gossip, n***a, just stop it
Everybody know I'm a motherf**king monster
I'ma need to see your f**king hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f**king hands at the concert
Profit, profit, n***a, I get it
Everybody know I'm a motherf**king monster
I'ma need to see your f**king hands at the concert
I'ma need to see your f**king hands
Uh, the best living or dead hands down, huh
Less talk, more head right now, huh
And my eyes more red than the devil is
And I'm 'bout to take it to another level, b*t*h
Nah, nah, who you go and get, ain't nobody cold as this
Do the rap and the track, triple double, no assists
And my only focus is staying on some bogus sh*t
Arguing with my older b*t*h, acting like I owe her sh*t
I heard that people sing raps to give the track pain
Bought the chain that always give me back pain
f**king up my money so, yeah, I had to act sane
Chi n***a but these hoes love my accent
Chick came up to me and said, "This the number to dial
If you wanna make your number one your number two now"
Mix that Goose and Malibu, I call it "Malibooyah"
Goddamn, Yeezy, how he hit 'em with a new style?
Know that motherf**ker well: "What you gon' do now?"
Whatever I wanna do, gosh! It's cool now
Know I'm gonna do, ah, it's the new now
Think you motherf**kers really really need to cool out
