DJ Khaled feat. Drake

Songtekst

Bitches
We The Best Music
Another one (Yeah)
DJ Khaled

Bitches callin' my phone
Like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up
Like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

Bitches callin' my phone
Like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up
Like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

Ay, shawty with the long text
I don't talk, ay
Shawty with the long legs
She don't walk, ay
Yeah, last year
I kept it on the tuck, ay
2020
I came to fuck it up, yeah
I want a long life
A legendary one (Yeah)
I want a quick death (Yeah)
And an easy one (Yeah)
I want a pretty girl (Yeah)
And an honest one (Yeah)
I want this drink (Yeah)
And another one, yeah
And I'm troublesome, yeah
I'm a popstar
But this shit ain't bubblegum, yeah
You would probably think my manager
Is Scooter Braun, yeah
But my manager with twenty hoes
In Buddakan, yeah, ay
Look, Ariana, Selena
My Visa
It can take as many charges
As it needs to, my girl
That shit platinum
Just like all of my releases, my girl
Niggas come for me
I tear them all to pieces, my girl
I'ma show your sexy ass
What relief is, my girl
Please don't take no shit
That's 'bout to have you geekin'
And I'm not drivin' nothin'
That I gotta stick the keys in
Wonder how I got this way
I swear I got the ...

Bitches callin' my phone
Like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up
Like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

Bitches callin' my phone
Like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up
Like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

I'm a popstar, not a doctor
Watch her
Say she rep a whole different block
So I blocked her
Busy at the crib
Cookin' salmon with the lobster
If we talkin' joints
It's just me and David Foster
Bodyguards don't look like Kevin Costner
You tweakin'
Just pulled up to Whitney Houston
Texas for the evenin'
They tell the same story so much
They start to believe it
The ones that start like: Drizzy's shit was cool
But we even
Man, how the fuck
Two, four, six, eight watches
Factory, so they appreciate
Crown in my hand
And I'm really playin' keep-away
Shit don't even usually get this big
Without a Bieber face
Naw, naw, piece of cake
Naw, naw, Turks and Caic', yeah, yeah
Go and get your friends
We can sneak away, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I keep a
Like I keep the faith
Wonder how I got this way
Swear I got the ...

Bitches callin' my phone
Like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up
Like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor

Bitches callin' my phone
Like I'm locked up, nonstop
From the plane to the fuckin' helicopter, yeah
Cops pullin' up
Like I'm givin' drugs out, nah, nah
I'm a popstar, not a doctor