Wannabe

Wannabe - Mads Veslelia

Written by：Mads Veslelia

Ladies and Gentlemen I'm just going to

State the obvious we have a doppelganger

From the hair to the suit

Do you not have any value or respect for originality

You're a laughingstock

It's cheesy I can't stand it

I'm ashamed to be here

Langt igjen å gå are you

Kidding me killing me stupidity pissing me so off

Langt igjen å gå are you

Willing to meeting me I ain't feeling your energy

Oh boy

Langt igjen å gå they call me

MV the enemy don't pretend

To be friend of me

Make sure

I rep truth to the fullest

Stupid Sit in your stool sh*t f**k views b**ch I'm lubitz

Dawg I'm shocking my brain

I'm like a fox in b**ch

What the f**k am saying

I'ma boss in this job you

Get shot in your face

If you ever try to sing ah rist

Meg som en milkshake

Wait I thought people were d**e

Until Kygo came in middle now he's stealing my

Show

Oh

Ehat you mean

I never had one

Last show three people that was action

Mom

No celebrities like me

AP yeah he said that

I was biting

Uncle P talk sh*t

But never fight me

So

I guess that MV forever hiking

But I write them to dust

We all going down German pilot f**king us up

F**k

And my manager never managed to stop me

Door is on lock and I'm flopping

I say wanna you say be

Wanna be

Wanna be

When I say wanna you say be

Wanna be

Wanna be

When I say wanna you say be

Wanna be

Wanna be

Mouth a printer scanning

With the eyes

I'm a wannabe get over it

We all are f**k a disguise

Yeah you know

I straight rock it

Caught women and spinning them on the cock tip

Adrenaline killing them

I'm on my sh*t I'm sipping on hennesy in the cockpit

Yeah I'm in a beast mode

One shot to blow

So hell no f**k

A freethrow

People unfasten your seatbelt

We gon crash in alps I don't need help

I'm shutting it down

I'm like a fox in this b**ch I ain't f**king around

Wap pop pop papa pa pow

Yeah that's the sound when we're going down

'Cause I'm just a wannabe

Just a kid with no f**king feels for the music biz

I'm foolish I'm stupid

I use this music to bullsh*t these losers tell that I'm lubitz

B**ch sit still on the plane one last trip

Yep do you feel what I'm saying

Clique magazine sh*t still killing the game

I'm Brad Pitt still feeling ugly insane

Main are you a banker Better leave me a loan

Put a bad chick in Baghdad she wanna get stoned

Bro

Like Forrest and Jenny

She a whore I'm a dork for tryna get any

I'm MV

F**k a ginger I'ma injure everything

Girl get up in her

With the timber then pretend I wanna friend her

Hah hah virgin bruh Better be one before get on my ding dong

Get on my level I'm better I'm f**king King kong

What up sim one pedal to the metal man

We live in a sitcom

I'm in the middle like Malcom

Am I single nah man I'm album

And a threesome f**k it I'm wild son

Long as bloat float grab throats laugh choke pass rope fast Forward

Passed hoes that's d**e last quote ask bro's

To defend you in court by saying you thought her throat

Was nothing but a motherf**king lovehandle I'm so broke

I say wanna you say be

Wanna be

Wanna be

When I say wanna you say be

Wanna be

Wanna be

When I say wanna you say be

Wanna be

Wanna be

Mouth a printer scanning with the eyes

I'm a wannabe get over it we all are f**k a disguise

Bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce

Get up now

Bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce

Get up now

Bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce

Get up now

But if you think that

I copy the sound get your a** on the plane

I ain't f**king around

We're going down