Lyrics Noir - Lana Del Rey

Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah, ah
Walking is an art
So is my body
Papi is a workaholic
I'm his little party
I'm miss parlor-tricks
Sips above the cardi
I can make you dope, sick
From my naughtiness
He says, "Who the best?"
You is
I'm glamorous!
Famous!
Notorious!
Dangerous!
But you're crazy!
(Ah) I'm gonna leave you
He said, "You're not a real girl
You're like a cartoon
All caught up in this fame game
Yo, good luck, good luck,
Good luck!
May all the stars in the sky
Bow down to you
We're through"
You gotta be smart
And I'm a little smarty
Papi is a gangsta,
I'm his little dolly
Party favour favourite
Of them all he says,
"Baby dolly's so sick,
Sick of your naughtiness"
Let's go to Vegas
They say, "Who's the best?"
He said "She is, she is,
But, yo, she crazy like in,
Every single way
Like a hurricane
You gotta get out of the way"
But she's hot, and she's cold
And she's cool and she's bold
She's full of rage like me
And I like the game, yo
'Cause I'm glamorous!
I'm famous!
Notorious!
Dangerous!
But I'm crazy, yo
Glamorous!
Dangerous!
Notorious!
And famous!
But I'm crazy
He's gonna hate me
He wants a real girl
I'm like a cartoon
All caught up in this fame game
Yo, good luck, good luck,
He said, "We're through"