Who We Are Lyrics
: (Kesha)
Har-Har-Har-Ha-Ha-Hard
Just like the world is Our, Our, Our-Ou-Ou, Ours
We\’re tearing it apar-par-par-pa-pa-part
You know we\’re superstars
We are who we are
We\’re dancing like we\’re
Chrous:
That bitch is a 10 she don\’t even got no car
A year ago I wasn\’t shit, now she said I\’m going far
My trap like the drive-thru, money extra large
Run up the hands in this bitch, that\’s finna leave some scars
Like I\’m Andrew Tate, big marijuana cigars and foreign cars
Can\’t replicate, everyone out there know I\’m the mu\’fuckin hardest
I paint you a picture and sell it for big bands, I\’m a mu\’fuckin artist
Turn up on some shit you would hear in 2010, that\’s the wave I started
1:
I been running laps on they ass, they don\’t know that I\’m just getting started
I don\’t lie, I think the plane departed, you must be fuckin retarded
All these kids be fuckin slow, pick up the money and pick and roll
Bitch get mad and burn my clothes, I get mad and fuck these hoes
Chrous:
That bitch is a 10 she don\’t even got no car
A year ago I wasn\’t shit, now she said I\’m going far
My trap like the drive-thru, money extra large
Run up the hands in this bitch, that\’s finna leave some scars
Like I\’m Andrew Tate, big marijuana cigars and foreign cars
Can\’t replicate, everyone out there know I\’m the mu\’fuckin hardest
I paint you a picture and sell it for big bands, I\’m a mu\’fuckin artist
Turn up on some shit you would hear in 2010, that\’s the wave I started
2:
Lights, Camera, Action, I\’m about that action
Bitch you see me in that shit, Double R seats expensive fabric
You in these streets, better 10 bands for a lawyer then stash it
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That bape and designer got me ?
We shoot at his feet like Megan, sike bitch, only aim at your noggin
Your bitch ass is flat, just like your pockets
Don\’t worry about it, unlock it, baby take her out like a rocket
Chrous:
That bitch is a 10 she don\’t even got no car
A year ago I wasn\’t shit, now she said I\’m going far
My trap like the drive-thru, money extra large
Run up the hands in this bitch, that\’s finna leave some scars
Like I\’m Andrew Tate, big marijuana cigars and foreign cars
Can\’t replicate, everyone out there know I\’m the mu\’fuckin hardest
I paint you a picture and sell it for big bands, I\’m a mu\’fuckin artist
Turn up on some shit you would hear in 2010, that\’s the wave I started
: (Kesha)
Har-Har-Har-Ha-Ha-Hard
Just like the world is Our, Our, Our-Ou-Ou, Ours
We\’re tearing it apar-par-par-pa-pa-part
You know we\’re superstars
We are who we are
We\’re dancing like we\’re