Songtext von Mozart

Call me Mozart, call me Mozart I'm a classical bitch, yeah, I go hard Call me Mozart, call me Mozart Pull a classical trick, fuck up your heart (I'm gonna play) I play it like a violin, she gon' call me Mozart (Mozart) I'ma let you in n' out n' dip like a Pop Tart Cold, bad-blooded bitch, I come from the dark, dark Drain your blood, put it on the wall, call it art, art Listenin' to me like I'm the composer You don't mean shit, just a chip on my shoulder Immortal, call me Blud, and I ain't gettin' older I ain't get-, uh-uh, I ain't gettin' older I'm sick in the head (yeah-yeah) I'm seein' red (red) Lift the curtain Call me Mozart (what), call me Mozart (uh) I'm a classical bitch, yeah, I go hard (go hard) Call me Mozart (yeah), call me Mozart (yeah) Pull a classical trick, fuck up your heart Call me Mozart, call me Mozart I'm a classical bitch, yeah, I go hard (woo, woo) Call me Mozart, call me Mozart Pull a classical trick, fuck up your heart Throw on my tailcoat, quick, flick the lights on This is my show, motherfucker, I'm an icon (ah-ah) Mentally ill-willed, shit, where my mind gone? (Yah-yah) 'Cause I been lookin' for that shit for so long (where'd she go?) I'm sick in the head (in the head) I'm seein' red (red) Lift the curtain Call me Mozart (what), call me Mozart (uh) I'm a classical bitch, yeah, I go hard (go hard) Call me Mozart (yah-yah), call me Mozart (yah-yah) Pull a classical trick, fuck up your heart Call me Mozart, call me Mozart I'm a classical bitch, yeah, I go hard (woo, woo) Call me Mozart, call me Mozart Pull a classical trick, fuck up your heart