Hotels and kitchens and fine cigars
That's what we like
That's who we are
Roses and candles and pink champagne
That's what we want
What a shame
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint no faker
No i aint no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
You can get hit
With that ice cold belt
I call that shit discipline
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
Black Jacks,Casinos, and wide smiles
Taking long trips for a while
The upper class charm of Americas greed
We are what feeds the machine
But i want, what i want
You want, what you want
Don't lie, don't pretend
Don't lie, no don't pretend no!
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint' no faker
No i aint' no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
This that high finance
Upper echelon dance
This that greedy greedy greedy
Its the end of the world
It's end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
Hit 'em with that feisty smile
Rock'n roller walk a mile
Take a pill, make it worth while
Turn it up for a while
Is you lucky with that strut?
Is you the new Donald Trump?
Is you gonna make millions?
Or be bankrupt?
Hit 'em with that feisty smile
Rock'n roller walk a mile
Take a pill, make it worth while
Turn it up for a while
Is you lucky with that strut?
Is you the new Donald trump?
Is you gonna make millions?
Or be bankrupt?
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint' no faker
No i aint' no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
You can get hit
With that ice cold belt
I call that shit discipline
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
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Chrisy Nova - End of the World Lyrics
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Hotels and kitchens and fine cigars
That's what we like
That's who we are
Roses and candles and pink champagne
That's what we want
What a shame
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint no faker
No i aint no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
You can get hit
With that ice cold belt
I call that shit discipline
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
Black Jacks,Casinos, and wide smiles
Taking long trips for a while
The upper class charm of Americas greed
We are what feeds the machine
But i want, what i want
You want, what you want
Don't lie, don't pretend
Don't lie, no don't pretend no!
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint' no faker
No i aint' no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
This that high finance
Upper echelon dance
This that greedy greedy greedy
Its the end of the world
It's end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
Hit 'em with that feisty smile
Rock'n roller walk a mile
Take a pill, make it worth while
Turn it up for a while
Is you lucky with that strut?
Is you the new Donald Trump?
Is you gonna make millions?
Or be bankrupt?
Hit 'em with that feisty smile
Rock'n roller walk a mile
Take a pill, make it worth while
Turn it up for a while
Is you lucky with that strut?
Is you the new Donald trump?
Is you gonna make millions?
Or be bankrupt?
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint' no faker
No i aint' no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
You can get hit
With that ice cold belt
I call that shit discipline
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
That's what we like
That's who we are
Roses and candles and pink champagne
That's what we want
What a shame
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint no faker
No i aint no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
You can get hit
With that ice cold belt
I call that shit discipline
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
Black Jacks,Casinos, and wide smiles
Taking long trips for a while
The upper class charm of Americas greed
We are what feeds the machine
But i want, what i want
You want, what you want
Don't lie, don't pretend
Don't lie, no don't pretend no!
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint' no faker
No i aint' no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
This that high finance
Upper echelon dance
This that greedy greedy greedy
Its the end of the world
It's end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
Hit 'em with that feisty smile
Rock'n roller walk a mile
Take a pill, make it worth while
Turn it up for a while
Is you lucky with that strut?
Is you the new Donald Trump?
Is you gonna make millions?
Or be bankrupt?
Hit 'em with that feisty smile
Rock'n roller walk a mile
Take a pill, make it worth while
Turn it up for a while
Is you lucky with that strut?
Is you the new Donald trump?
Is you gonna make millions?
Or be bankrupt?
Paper gangster
Paper chaser
Life's a real racer
And i aint' no faker
No i aint' no bitch
Talk your shit
Talk your shit
You can get hit
With that ice cold belt
I call that shit discipline
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
Writer: Christian Nova Sosa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid