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Automatic, automatic You're automatic And your heart's like an engine I die with every beat You're automatic And your voice is electric Why do I still
[Verse 1 - Drake] Who else really try'na fuck with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley Gee, bro Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I want
Uh, life on the rocks, too hard to swallow So we get high 'till it feel like the sky low Ya'll boys just a bunch of pussy cats milo Money is the song,
Sound like my mic is right I-I am not a human, shout to all my moon men Yeah, they call me Tune, got them bitches tuned in It's a crazy world so I stay
Uh, camo shorts and bubba kush Yeah, we can talk, she'd rather fuss This and that 'bout such and such Man, damn, where is the fuckin' trust? I'm tired
[Verse 1] I am not a human being Uhh, p-ssy for lunch pop all the balloons and spit in the punch, yeah, kush in the blunts I ride through your block see
Shawty badder than a three year old Keep playin' and I'ma eat her like a pita roll I'm just sayin' with my love I could feed her soul Two day getaway
I'm Not Human Lyrics I am not a human being [Verse 1:] Re, Re, Reporting from anotha world Look up in the sky and see me porting with a cova girl She
Skinny ass pants, fresh pair of vans If you niggas keep trippin', nigga share an ambulance Throw up blood with my hands, my gang poppin' niggas Smoke
Cut the music up, please Yeah, I should never leave hip-hop Controlled by my two hands, they go tik-tok Around the clock, yes, it's my time, my throne
I know, I made mistakes I am what I am, I'm only a man So don't take my joy away Don't turn your back on me I know this was my fault but How much should
Weak I had been crying and crying for weeks How'd I survive when I could barely speak? Barely eat, on my knees But that's the moment you came to me I
I am not a human being [Verse 1:] Re, Re, Reporting from anotha world Look up in the sky and see me courting wit a cova girl She know that is fly after
[Intro - Nicki Minaj] Uh, This that Young Money shit right here [Chorus - Nicki Minaj] Better strap up ya boots Before they start to shoot Then do it
Yeah, she got that good good She Michael Jackson bad I'm attracted to her For her attractive ass She got that good, good She Michael Jackson bad I'm
Ok I'm leaning to the left flag in my right pockets star track fly, unidentified flying objects extraterrestrial I?m all about my decimels retarded in
