Ticki Tock (feat. Jan)

Hey Hey Hey Thanks for intro Sharp Sharp Becho I am gonna lock you in a loop loop Bitch you get no anybody here, whoop de doo Whatcha got there it smells like poop poop No need to fear punk, now get your lollipop Wow give that bitch a hula hoop So hang on tight and make a loop de loop First let me get my Bola Bola soup soup Shake that rotten butt on that shitty Freaky Tok You cocksuckers living in fame bubbles You do everything to get likes, fake posers Injection freakers, attention seekers Why all you creatures look alike duck face in a clone lab Bitch don't worry about my accent I am still working on this Present and the Past Tense Let me just practice my swearing cuz I cant wait to ruin your life (wait) But this game's sick and wasted And they think they're gifted Just talk shit, it's bullshit We miss that real old kings You're twisted with joystick No face it no taste it Your whole life is a mouse click Just hate it and rate things I am not gonna stop, bitch I am a dreamer You make an easy buck cuz fake is the new real But I gotta push the time to reach my dreams cuz Clock's running fast tick ticki tock ticki I am not gonna stop, bitch I am a dreamer You make an easy buck cuz fake is the new real But I gotta push the time to reach my dreams cuz Clock's running fast tick ticki tock ticki Run chiky run dumb chiky you are the awesome Cum Romi cum cum while you're still in blossom Jump Nicki shake butt like a big possum or opossum Run it, spin it and rip it, get it Dude, this is not a right track If you wanna see some motivation story (Gangbang) Watch the getting f*ck with the Kardashians and then See how the f*ck a sex tape can change your paycheck (Dum dadadam) Rock f*ck N Roll madam (Dum dadadam) Just sex, drugs and bottom (Dum dadadam) I feel like Travis in Gotham But when they wanna see me at the bottom I keep throwin' ma full condoms on 'em Imma make you got 'em (What!) I'm a double trouble and gonna burst your bubble (What!) Your fame is a dollar in the bank, I'm a robber (Lan!) We ain't got not much in common bitch when the fuckin night has fallen Yo stop stop, I know what you wanna say Oh no f*ck! let me look for a f*ck to give Speak up! now let me hear you what you say Sorry nope, bitch I don't give a f*ck still I am not gonna stop, bitch I am a dreamer You make an easy buck cuz fake is the new real But I gotta push the time to reach my dreams cuz Clock's running fast tick ticki tock ticki I am not gonna stop, bitch I am a dreamer You make an easy buck cuz fake is the new real But I gotta push the time to reach my dreams cuz Clock's running fast tick ticki tock ticki They tell me "Becho don't say bad words" But you ain't heard that "the truth always hurts" Telling the facts are my curse dude but worse I could've lied just like Amber Heard Today's rappers make rhyme for babes Who're twerk addict, f*ck them! but hey We forgot the songs that made us think of all the facts and how precious they're How many singers are left today Who can tell the truths or dare There is no place to hide or get away Imma lock those clowns into this game Just facts, bitch there ain't no drama Just relax, Imma bring you trauma Even if I have to perform an opera I'd shoot you in the ear with a bazooka Fake fame, fake shits Buy likes, clicks and views But I'm broke for this Oh shit I am not gonna stop, bitch I am a dreamer You make an easy buck cuz fake is the new real But I gotta push the time to reach my dreams cuz Clock's running fast tick ticki tock ticki I am not gonna stop, bitch I am a dreamer You make an easy buck cuz fake is the new real But I gotta push the time to reach my dreams cuz Clock's running fast tick ticki tock ticki Many singers are left today (The song is over Jeanette) Who can tell the truths or dare (Jeanette?) There is no place to hide or get away (La Jayn!) Imma lock these clowns into this game (Anyway, keep singing) Rappers make rhyme for babes (Aww Damn) Who're (We?) twerk addict but f*ck them but hey We forget the songs that made us (Yebo Mama!) Think of all the facts and how precious they are How many singers are left today