DICAPRIO
In the city where the girls bring ya Lysol
Wipe the floor when they spill all out they white draws
Six feet deep in a ho, yeah, call me Prince Paul
When night falls, I be having scary visions
Sight saw, my girl the best out of all you bitches
Which is it? bone to pick or chicken dinner
You livid, when you lookin' in the mirror
Apologize for my mindset
Suck me long, need a Heimlich
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
Call me- call me- whatchu want, I don't dwell on that
You wouldn't understand if I spelt my raps
Like, P O E T I C when I spit what's in my drafts
And L O T S O F cash that's stacking in my pants
Call me- call me- what the hell, I could give a shit
As long as you tell yourself to eat a dick
Get off my dick, ha, let me spit a six, bitch
Humble when I'm mumbling but confident no matter
Positive and bumpin' it, whatever I'm a actor
I like the cinematic, I like the dirty rappin'
If my goals were set and stone, I'd have films and TV shows
Cast the roles, me and Hov, buddy cops, we fuckin' hoes
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I ain't that guy, ain't the motherfucker tryna be
Close myself off, and then play it off as hide and seek
Girl, lied to me, so I went on a rhyming spree
Like I'm B Rabbit, and this is my movie
I'm going crazy like Spike Lee spiked my tea
I'm still brazy, like a YG type beat
Mention Jay Z and think I'm a white light beam
This girl Daisy, and she ride me like a bike seat
Wonder do she like me? Wonder would she fight me?
Wonder would she fuck Brad Pitt just to spite me?
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Wipe the floor when they spill all out they white draws
Six feet deep in a ho, yeah, call me Prince Paul
When night falls, I be having scary visions
Sight saw, my girl the best out of all you bitches
Which is it? bone to pick or chicken dinner
You livid, when you lookin' in the mirror
Apologize for my mindset
Suck me long, need a Heimlich
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
Call me- call me- whatchu want, I don't dwell on that
You wouldn't understand if I spelt my raps
Like, P O E T I C when I spit what's in my drafts
And L O T S O F cash that's stacking in my pants
Call me- call me- what the hell, I could give a shit
As long as you tell yourself to eat a dick
Get off my dick, ha, let me spit a six, bitch
Humble when I'm mumbling but confident no matter
Positive and bumpin' it, whatever I'm a actor
I like the cinematic, I like the dirty rappin'
If my goals were set and stone, I'd have films and TV shows
Cast the roles, me and Hov, buddy cops, we fuckin' hoes
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I wanna be Leo, but I'm me though, hampton the musician, hampton the CEO
I ain't that guy, ain't the motherfucker tryna be
Close myself off, and then play it off as hide and seek
Girl, lied to me, so I went on a rhyming spree
Like I'm B Rabbit, and this is my movie
I'm going crazy like Spike Lee spiked my tea
I'm still brazy, like a YG type beat
Mention Jay Z and think I'm a white light beam
This girl Daisy, and she ride me like a bike seat
Wonder do she like me? Wonder would she fight me?
Wonder would she fuck Brad Pitt just to spite me?
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Who got me cryin' on a Saturday? Frank Ocean
Who got me down, wasting time today? My dad
Credits
Writer(s): Hampton J
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.