'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
Why Chloe Campfire so cold
Spit straight fire and the fits stay froze
Act all bold but I know you broke
Best dressed bitch in the 304
He see me and he wanna take flicks
His girl mad she don't look like this
Skinny ass hoe can't tell me shit
And if she gotta problem she can suck my dick
Bitch
Look at my wrist
Look at my closet
Look at my fit
Look at my clothes
Look at my clique
And shoutout my bros
We all getting rich
Phone stay wet like Fiji
Singer and a rapper hit notes like Breezy
Now that everybody taking notice they see me
Party every week and Fridays stay freaky
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
Chloe Campfire - Butterfly Bummer Lyrics
Chloe Campfire - Butterfly Bummer Lyrics
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'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
Why Chloe Campfire so cold
Spit straight fire and the fits stay froze
Act all bold but I know you broke
Best dressed bitch in the 304
He see me and he wanna take flicks
His girl mad she don't look like this
Skinny ass hoe can't tell me shit
And if she gotta problem she can suck my dick
Bitch
Look at my wrist
Look at my closet
Look at my fit
Look at my clothes
Look at my clique
And shoutout my bros
We all getting rich
Phone stay wet like Fiji
Singer and a rapper hit notes like Breezy
Now that everybody taking notice they see me
Party every week and Fridays stay freaky
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
Why Chloe Campfire so cold
Spit straight fire and the fits stay froze
Act all bold but I know you broke
Best dressed bitch in the 304
He see me and he wanna take flicks
His girl mad she don't look like this
Skinny ass hoe can't tell me shit
And if she gotta problem she can suck my dick
Bitch
Look at my wrist
Look at my closet
Look at my fit
Look at my clothes
Look at my clique
And shoutout my bros
We all getting rich
Phone stay wet like Fiji
Singer and a rapper hit notes like Breezy
Now that everybody taking notice they see me
Party every week and Fridays stay freaky
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
'Bouta put my city on the map
Dub V you what you know 'bout that
So gone off the gas going outta this world
Big head like Jimmy
Gotta blast
Why they wanna be me
I wonder
Maybe 'cuz I'm stealing they thunder
Talk all that trash 'cuz I got more cash, and I still look better
Bummer
Writer: Chloe Didawick
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid