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Batman Lyrics - Artist : Nova Rockafeller
Nova Rockafeller
I'm the new bat bitch I'm a break in And take all the damn shit Not a damn thing I won't stack and hold Smoked a hundred trees Call me black and gold From the river city I ain't ever going back so I'm buying all the weed And they calling up the assholes I'm a broke ass Never fucking slack though Don't you know Wayne Brady Smack hoes? Party like a child star Pre-rehab Pre-overdose Pre-makeover Pre-relapse Everybody looking at what we have I don't have shit but a fucked up past Gloves hide the scars And the blunts from the pain Green bottles in my face Getting drunk in the day Breaking through fence Just to pop champagne I'm a hood rat vandal Bout to catch fame Blow clouds of smoke Glassy signs in the night And so high and low Broken pals on my right hand Yes, we know Everywhere we go Da-na-na-na-Nova But you can call me Batman Louisville slugger with the back hand Talk to my damn pants I don't give a damn man Yes, we know Everywhere we go Da-na-na-na-Nova But you can call me Batman So Ima bully Nova Bronson Dirty Nova Callahan Call me Nova Johnson Ivan with the bat in hand Dumb Nova Used to have a gun Nova Born out in Edmonton But grew up in Negril Nova 2 in the front 6 in the back Rollin a blunt But slip my hand Dumb Signature Ignorant swag Run Amateur different kid Fuck it Sticking a pin Open a bottle and pass me a can Roll up the window And hold up your hand Smoke Out smoke Out damn This shit's no act Smoke so much I don't react But soul so cold [?] I get real stoned in front of my fans Yeah, I'm stupid strange I don't leave the booth for days Find me in the studio We're smoking blunts And getting phased I talk mad shit Got no class I'm so trashed That we drive so smashed Go fast Fuck rap I'll have my fingers in gold The real wicked white rapper Check hoe Blow clouds of smoke Glassy signs in the night And so high and low Broken pals on my right hand Yes, we know Everywhere we go Da-na-na-na-Nova But you can call me Batman Louisville slugger with the back hand Talk to my damn pants I don't give a damn man Yes, we know Everywhere we go Da-na-na-na-Nova But you can call me Batman Nobody knows Where the fuck I'm at They buy me weed and slushies And they don't call back Drankin' in the back Cuz we're so damn bad I'm a God damn boss What you know about that... Blow clouds of smoke Glassy signs in the night And so high and low Broken pals on my right hand Yes, we know Everywhere we go Da-na-na-na-Nova But you can call me Batman Louisville slugger with the back hand Talk to my damn pants I don't give a damn man Yes, we know Everywhere we go Da-na-na-na-Nova But you can call me Batman |
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