Lana Del Rey — Noir

[Verse 1] Walking is an art, so is my body Papi is a workaholic, I'm his little party I'm Miss Parlor-Tricks, sips of the Bacardi I can make you dope, sick from the naughtiness He says "Who the best?" You is! [Chorus] I'm glamorous, famous Notorious, dangerous, "but you're crazy" "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." [Verse 2] You gotta be smart and I'm a little smarty Papi is a gangsta, I'm his little dolly Party favor favorite of them all He says "Baby doll is so sick" Sick off your naughtiness-ness-ness-ness-ness [Verse 3] Let's go to Vegas He say "who 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 And she's full of rage like me And I like the game, yo" [Bridge] Cause I'm glamorous I'm famous Notorious dangerous but I'm crazy, yo Glamorous dangerous Notorious but famous but I'm crazy [Chorus - Variation] 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"