Текст песни Miley Cyrus Rap

Well Miley Cyrus I'm your number one fan

It don't matter I'm a thirty year old man.

Never, Never, Never, Never, Never missed a show,

Hannah Montana, that shit is I'll yo.

And my niece agrees, TiVo every show,

Got all you're CD's

And I got you're autograph, off of ebay

Check you're Myspace three times a day.

Last week bought a ticket to your show,

Three Thousand dollars for a seat in the back row?

But that's all right, money ain't a thing,

I'd pay ten times that to hear you sing.

And you're innocent, yep still

You're only fifteen but you have time to kill,

Once you get older you might shave your head,

You might Marry the wrong guy, and then end up dead

But who knows? Cause today you're a star

Got a million dollars and you can't drive a car

And that might be true, but that didn't stop me

From getting a tattoo

Oh my god you brought Disney back,

Before you're show that channel was crap

And we forgive you for you're dad

Achy Breaky Heart, what the hell was that?

Miley, Miley, Miley, Cyrus

Well Miley Cyrus, A list celebrity

Got more fame than John F. Kennedy

Make a hundred billion dollars like Bill Gates

Everybody knows you're name in all fifty states
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And the fans agree, got more talent than Paris or Lindsay

No sex tapes, No S.T.D.'s, No D.U.I.'s, just MP3's

It's a lie, you're not pregnant yet

You can't believe the things you read on the internet

You're friend, Jamie Lynn she is though

Britney's little sister is a full blown ho.

But Miley Cyrus that ain't for you

Disney golden girl, yep, goodie two shoes, well

Once you get older you might hate your dad,

Get addicted to coke, and then go to rehab

But who knows? Cause today you're fine

Can buy anything but a bottle of wine

And that might be true

But that wouldn't stop me from buying it for you

Oh my god you brought good girl back

Which is a welcome change from Tara Reid's asscrack

Again we forgive you for you're dad

Dancing with the Stars, what the hell was that?

Miley, Miley, Miley, Cyrus x2

Well, when it comes to you're fans Miley, I'm number one

Ain't afraid of you're dad, but I'm afraid of his gun

And I'd like to hang out, but I don't like to run

See the problem is you're just too young

Yeah, I'll admit it, it's kind of weird

That I'm the only fan you have, that has a beard

And yes I know it's gone on too long,

Relax Billy Ray that's the end of my song.

Miley, Mullet, Miley, Mullet, Miley, Mullet

Miley, Miley, Miley, Cyrus.