CLINTON SPARKS - Internet Friends (The Die Trap) (Remix) lyrics

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[Intro:]

I ain't a surfer but

I welcome you to my awesome life!

It's totally radical!

Hey, Clinton Sparks, tell them to get familiar!

I hope they know the slogan

If not, show go on!

Bitch, we're getting money on this side!

Pimping!

Ha ha ha

Jim Jones is back

Get familiar!

And now you are going to die!

I take you ...

Long way from gazing to the stars

Them...the way we pop our bitch, we bend it ours

You push them up, put them up

To the penthouse you can send the hoes

Fifty Twenty K on a Vegas night

Twenty K take the flight!

Inhale, taste the life

I'm a vampire, embrace the night!

You get your cars, you plan right

To hit the club table and shake the dice

Dub step, crap music

fuck that bitch, crap music

I cook it up, hook it up

But now I shook it up, you got black music

You're now fending my white girl

My prom queen, definition of a..

Had me thinking about being Vietnam dreams

Cook face and it tremble

Twenty K for the...bezel

Love the change, I still ball

I got good aim and I kill y'all!

Oh, Jones!

Die, die, die, die!

And now you're going to die!

D-d-d-d-die

D-d-d-d-die

D-d-d-d-die

Die, die, die, die!

D-d-d-d-die

D-d-d-d-die

D-d-d-d-die