JG - Lipsticks for dicks lyrics

Maybe it's cuz I'm jealous 'bout all the money you've done Even if your songs you never worked on Change the title by never work never cuz I'm Justin Bieber Or maybe it's cuz you s** that I don't like You make yourself puke by what goes out the mic. Oooh poor little boy, he stayed at the title of his first song, This baby doesn't even know where's germany. He can't even find his fingers to write cuz they're stuck profoundly in his a** Usher why did you bring your little step-sister on the stage This guy is lost in his own brain's edge Occuped by his reflection about who he gonna invite at his pyjamas party If I was your girlfriend I'll look somewhere this ain't your little dick gonna satisfied me. Your ink is make with cum else no way for little b**hes to love your sh** One day I'mma make you eat it I guess you like what you do, f*g ! What ? you're on the rag You're a bad joke cuz the best are the shortest You're in a contest with OD, the winner get the Tourist grammy Even Granny spit on you- can just wake up virgins clit' My co*k will go in the girl's slit ! sh** she's minor this ain't legit ! Stop kidding, I just want to know why ? Why some people love what you do ? You, the singers, with as only talent to sing what writers do for you You got no conviction in music, everything you do it's for cash You're pissing me off f**in' human trash, I want to smash down your fame And I'm claim it here I want 'em to stop cuz in this game They can't pa** the pregame. That's all wanna say, I spayed 'em on this track You're lack of virtue, you haven't lived yet you're already an old shoe I'm looking through the future but I don't see ya little piece of sh** I'll put you out with kicks you are lipsticks for dicks! (X2) Your ink is make with cum else no way for little b**hes to love your sh** One day I'mma make you eat it I guess you like what you do, f*g ! What ? you're on the rag You're a bad joke cuz the best are the shortest You're in a contest with OD, the winner get the Tourist grammy