The Weeknd, Playboi Carti, Madonna – Popular

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Naturally gifted Super Talented singer and songwriter, The Weeknd, Playboi Carti, Madonna finds way into the music industry with a amazing and astounding hit Album captioned “Popular.”

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The Weeknd, Playboi Carti, Madonna – Popular Lyrics

I've seen the devil down Sunset
In every place, in every face
Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, uh
Tell me, do you see her? She's livin' her life
Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight
But if you knew her (yeah), she lives a lie
She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised (oh)
Oh, I know what she needs (oh)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh)
Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (oh)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, uh, uh
Every night (every night) she prays to the sky
Flashin' lights is all she ever wanted
Beggin' on your knees to be popular
That's her dream to be popular
Kill anyone to be popular
Sell her soul to be popular
, just to be popular
Everybody scream 'cause she popular
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular
I know that you see me, time's gone by
Spend my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights
Try to own it, but I'm alright
You can't take my soul without a fuckin' fight (oh)
Oh, I know what she needs (oh)
She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh)
Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (oh)
Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, uh, uh
Every night (every night) she prays to the sky
Flashin' lights is all she ever wants to see
Beggin' on her knees to be popular
That's her dream to be popular
Kill anyone to be popular
Sell her soul to be popular
, just to be popular
Everybody scream 'cause she popular
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-huh)
Yuh, shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular
I'm gettin' money and I'm keepin' it
I'm gettin' cash and I'm keepin' it
Money on top of me, money on top of her
Shawty fuck with me 'cause she know I'm popular
Pop-popular, born to be popular
She in debt, 20 mill but she run it up
She can never be broke 'cause she popular
Turn the webcam on for the followers
Beggin' on her knees to be popular
That's her dream to be popular
Kill anyone to be popular
Sell her soul to be popular
Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh)
Everybody scream 'cause she popular
She mainstream 'cause she popular
Never be free 'cause she popular