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Why you always fakin' on the net though? Why you always flexing for the timeline? Fakin', fakin', fakin' Where your friends go? Why you taking pictures of me all night? But I'm not that nice of a dude I might have to be rude Why you always begging me for rent though? Why you, why you, why, why you fakin' fakin'? Why you always, why you always fucking on me? Just let go of me I'm with my homies, and you don't know me We ain't that close, bitch we ain't that close You should, you should already know Already know You came into my party, asking for a plus-three I'm like "are your friends bad?" She replied "just trust me" Feeling kinda Irish, I'm always getting lucky So many girls call me daddy, I should fight for custody My life like The Oscars, critics say it's must see All my haters love me, that's why they never bug me Your girl is probably going home with me 'cause you ugly I'mma take her phone so she don't got no pictures of me - Paparazzi Letras de canciones Why you always fakin' on the net though? Why you always flexing for the timeline? Fakin', fakin', fakin' Where your friends go? Why you taking pictures of me all night? But I'm not that nice of a dude I might have to be rude Why you always begging me for rent though? Why you, why you, why, why you fakin', fakin'? I'm looking at the page right now Hashtag new profile New pic, you look so proud With your big boobs and got both out Why you crying on my timeline? Talking 'bout your little problems I ain't 'bout to follow you 'cause I ain't got mine I'mma holla when the primetime Why you, how you, call me when nobody by you? Nobody want you, your mind a ocean, your body's a bayou I buy you chips, no Ruth Chris, 'cause I do know this The hungry O's can't do shit [?] since eighth grade Snapchat, I got different names That's the one the hoes sent me nudes Just in case you wanna wear clothes today, woo! You ain't insecure today You deserve a [?] today My hoodie on, I call Hoodie up and book every white girl in the hood today Wale Why you always fakin' on the net though? Why you always flexing for the timeline? Fakin', fakin', fakin' Where your friends go? Why you taking pictures of me all night? But I'm not that nice of a dude I might have to be rude Why you always begging me for rent though? Why you, why you, why, why you fakin', fakin'? Fakin' and bakin' I'm done with the hand shaking Dap it up on me we cool Everything negative, you're way too late again Girls in they get in my poo Fuck what you saying, I might be Jamaican They tell me I'm some kind of jerk Drop the beat I go berzerk Homie I'm puttin' in work Got in my back again, still Billy Madison Still eating lunch and dessert People keep talking, their guns will be floppin' I'm ignoring every word Painting, I'm painting, I'm painting the picture They tryin' to tell me what it's worth I swear that I might be the dopest motherfucker off of this planet, on Earth I did it since birth, I tell you my plans It ain't no secret that I've been the man I am just saying this shit's to be saying it I am just saying it 'cause I c-can, 'cause I c-can I'll even stutter These bitches don't know you, they don't even bother 'Cause my bigget fan is also your mother I swear they be playing this every summer, so Why you always fakin' on the net though? Why you always flexing for the timeline? Fakin', fakin', fakin' Where your friends go? Why you taking pictures of me all night? But I'm not that nice of a dude I might have to be rude Why you always begging me for rent though? Why you, why you, why, why you fakin', fakin'? From Letras Mania