Songtext von Pink Paper

Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit (queen shit) Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit (queen shit) Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit (queen shit) Queen shit Op-op-opening for bands An' my numbers say I'm better than 'em Money in my hands, make it rain like the weather man Sugar daddy wanna talk, but I'm too spent So here's a pink slip, thanks for makin' rent, ha He gave me brain, I don't remember I'm off the percs, I'm on a bender I'm an icon, big boss, major I roll my weed-ah, with pink paper Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit Gave me brain, I don't remember I'm off the percs, I'm on a bender Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit I-I-I, I'm an icon, big boss, major I roll my weed-ah, with pink paper 4-20 on the clock, pink bottles poppin' off Too cool for the rocks, no features on the bop I'm sellin' fake drugs to all your favorite bands I'll put 'em in the grave, tell 'em, Thank you for the fans, ya On my own shit, through my neighbor's speaker Sign your girls chest, pink nipples through the t-shirt Lick it, roll it, light it, smoke it I'm your queen, you fucking know it Don't remember I'm on a bender I'm big boss, major I roll my weed-hah, with pink paper Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit Gave me brain, I don't remember I'm off the percs, I'm on a bender Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit Queen shit Yeah, that's queen shit I'm an icon, big boss, major I roll my weed-ah, with pink paper Ha-haaa That's fucking wicked