CMR - Sex, Drugs, Rock N Roll lyrics

Sex, Drugs, Rock n Roll

(Intro) 4x

Sex, Drugs, Rock n Roll


(Chorus)

Sex, Drugs, Rock n Roll

She want that

Sex, Drugs, Rock n Roll

She like that

Sex, Drugs, Rock n Roll

She want that

Sex, Drugs, Rock n Roll


[Verse 1]

Icey tolla of rock n rolla champagne holder Casanova forget what them

Haters told ya girl I'll get up in the guts and rock your world

No doubt and yes I'm wild'n out and I don't really care cause I'm way past

Tipsy all up on every chick

They wonder who's gonna come home with this

I've lost my mind insane loco they keep on asking can they take a photo

It's whatever as long as it's porno vodka and rockstar I don't fuck with

Redbull

I'm hot boy now watch me burn it down the roof is on fire I give haters

The hate that inspires

Now let me tell you what you want


Yeah girl I know what you want

4x


(Chorus)


[Verse2]

Sex and drugs is all they want but after cash they fein to rock

Like ecstacy I'll mess up your spine

Tear it up from the front or behind it don't matter brief case shit get the

Business

Like Kesha I know where that holes in the wall

And they take it off pills I pop

Call the cops cause either way we aint gonna stop

Party a holic I think I got a problem

Lights everywhere and I got to follow em

Narcotics in my pocket

I'm gone I'm blown I've reached mars I'm home

Too much for you that's why you just threw up

High tolerance I bet my mom was on drugs.


Outro

Sex, Drugs, Rock n Roll

(Chant)


(Chorus) 4x






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