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This karaoke version has been produced by Zoom Karaoke and the recording rights are owned and controlled by Zoom Entertainments Limited - Song lyrics: BLACK BEATLES IN THE CITY BE BACK IMMEDIATELY TO CONFISCATE THE MONIES RAE SREMM, GUWOP, MIKE WILL I SENT FLOWERS BUT YOU SAID YOU DIDN’T RECEIVE THEM BUT YOU SAID YOU DIDN’T NEED THEM THAT GIRL IS A REAL CROWD PLEASER SMALL WORLD ALL HER FRIENDS KNOW OF ME YOUNG BULL LIVIN’ LIKE AN OLD GEEZER QUICK RELEASE THE CASH WATCH IT FALL SLOWLY FRAT GIRLS STILL TRY’NA GET EVEN HATERS MAD FOR WHATEVER REASON SMOKE IN THE AIR BINGE DRINKIN’ THEY LOSE IT WHEN THE D.J. DROPS THE NEEDLE GETTIN’ SO GONE I’M NOT BLINKIN’ WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS I THINKIN’ NEW DAY NEW MONEY TO BE MADE THERE IS NOTHIN’ TO EXPLAIN I’M A FUCKIN’ BLACK BEATLE CREAM SEATS IN THE REGAL ROCKIN’ JOHN LENNON LENSES LIKE TO SEE ’EM SPREAD EAGLE TOOK A BITCH TO THE CLUB AND LET HER PARTY ON THE TABLE SCREAMIN’ EVERYBODY’S FAMOUS LIKE CLOCKWORK I BLOW IT ALL THEN GET SOME MORE GET YOU SOMEBODY THAT CAN DO BOTH BLACK BEATLE’S GOT THE BABE’S BELLY ROLLIN’ BET SHE THINK SHE LOVE ME I THINK SHE TROLLIN’ THAT GIRL IS A REAL CROWD PLEASER SMALL WORLD ALL HER FRIENDS KNOW OF ME YOUNG BULL LIVIN’ LIKE AN OLD GEEZER QUICK RELEASE THE CASH WATCH IT FALL SLOWLY FRAT GIRLS STILL TRY’NA GET EVEN HATERS MAD FOR WHATEVER REASON SMOKE IN THE AIR BINGE DRINKIN’ THEY LOSE IT WHEN THE D.J. DROPS THE NEEDLE CAME IN WITH TWO GIRLS LOOK LIKE STRIPPERS IN THEIR REAL CLOTHES A BROKE HO CAN ONLY POINT ME TO A RICH HO A YELLOW BITCH WITH GREEN HAIR A REAL WEIRDO BLACK MAN, YELLOW LAMB’ RED LIGHT, GO! THEY SAY THAT GUWOP AND THEM JUST CAME IN THROUGH THE SIDE DOOR THERE’S SO MUCH MONEY ON THE FLOOR WE BUYIN’ SCHOOL CLOTHES WHY YOU BRING THE MONEY MACHINE TO THE CLUB FOR AND A PINT OF LEAN POUND OF WEED AND A KILO I EUROSTEP PAST A HATER LIKE I’M RONDO I UPGRADE YOUR BABY-MAMA TO A CONDO LIKE CHAPO SERVIN’ YAYO TO THE GRINGOS BLACK BEATLE CLUB CLOSE, WHEN I SAY SO THAT GIRL IS A REAL CROWD PLEASER SMALL WORLD ALL HER FRIENDS KNOW OF ME YOUNG BULL LIVIN’ LIKE AN OLD GEEZER QUICK RELEASE THE CASH WATCH IT FALL SLOWLY FRAT GIRLS STILL TRY’NA GET EVEN HATERS MAD FOR WHATEVER REASON SMOKE IN THE AIR BINGE DRINKIN’ THEY LOSE IT WHEN THE D.J. DROPS THE NEEDLE SHE’S A GOOD TEASER AND WE BLOWIN’ REEFER YOUR BODY LIKE A WORK OF ART, BABY DON’T FUCK WITH ME I’LL BREAK YOUR HEART, BABY D-D-D AND G ON ME I GOT A LOT OF FLAVOUR FIFTEEN-HUNDRED ON MY FEET I’M TRY’NA KILL THESE HATERS I HAD HATERS WHEN I WAS BROKE I’M RICH, I STILL GOT HATERS I HAD HOES WHEN I WAS BROKE I’M RICH, I’M STILL A PLAYER I WEAR LEATHER GUCCI JACKETS LIKE IT’S STILL THE EIGHTIES I’VE BEEN BLOWIN’ O.G. KUSH I FEEL A LITTLE SEDATED I CAN’T WORRY ABOUT A BROKE NIGGA OR A HATER BLACK BEATLE, BITCH ME AND PAUL MCCARTNEY RELATED THAT GIRL IS A REAL CROWD PLEASER SMALL WORLD ALL HER FRIENDS KNOW OF ME YOUNG BULL LIVIN’ LIKE AN OLD GEEZER QUICK RELEASE THE CASH WATCH IT FALL SLOWLY FRAT GIRLS STILL TRY’NA GET EVEN HATERS MAD FOR WHATEVER REASON SMOKE IN THE AIR BINGE DRINKIN’ THEY LOSE IT WHEN THE D.J. DROPS THE NEEDLE
