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Write me a song called Tommy Lee (Tommy Lee Remix) with the following description: Tyla Yaweh and Tommy Lee form a remix to Tyla’s June 2020 hit single, “Tommy Lee,” which features his close friend Post Malone. Tyla and Post sing over a new rock beat with their melodic flow, with Tommy playing the drums. They talk about living life with joy without any fears, always keeping hope for the best, and never giving up on life, just like the original single. The single title obviously is a reference to the musician Tommy Lee, a famous drummer of the american rock bands, Mötley Crüe and Methods of Mayhem.
This remix was released three weeks late according to an Instagram post by Tommy on June 11, 2020, one day before the original single was released, that it would be released the week after, which would be June 18, 2020. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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[Intro: Tyla Yaweh]
Ah, shit, I'm just workin' in the studio
Ah, okay
You miss me?
Papa
Callin' me "Papa"?
I want you, Papa
Aight (You always talkin' about it), I'll call you right back
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
You always talkin' about it, uh
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double Cs all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double Cs all on my feet [Verse 1: Tyla Yaweh]
I changed my color to Nipsey blue
Your racks, it get small, that shit pitiful
If you tryna get so physical
That .45 will make you invisible
I'm livin' my life like a criminal
I call this shit First 48
I been quiet, there's no one to blame, yeah
My lawyer said we beat the case
I'm livin' my life, celebration
I'm thankin' the Lord, I got patience
I'm lovin' the way that she take it
I bend it, I fold it, I flip it
She bringin' it back just to prove it
I'm givin' her work just to move it, yeah
I'm livin' the life that I'm choosin', yeah
I'm gettin' these racks, gettin' stupid, yeah
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
You always talkin' about it, uh
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double Cs all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double Cs all on my feet [Verse 2: Post Malone]
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee
Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me
Milli' on wrist, ain't no rocks on me (Rocks on me, rocks on me)
I'm pretty as fuck, wanna copy me (Copy me, copy me)
I heard you was mad 'cause I'm poppin' as shit (Wow, wow)
I'm poppin' the 'pagne and I'm poppin' that bitch (Wow, ooh, damn)
I hop out a plane and went straight to the whip (Ooh)
I know they can see, I think that's pretty cool if you askin' me
Bugatti, no body roll, curtains in back of the candy Rolls
I love when my lawyer calls, I hate when I run out of smoke
Pull up to the party, oh, and we like to party, oh
I finish the bottle, dawg, get this bitch jumpin', no Mario
[Chorus: Tyla Yaweh]
You always talkin' about it, uh
You never makin' no profit, uh
I treat my hoes like a option
If she talkin' and get out of pocket, ooh
I'm livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double Cs all on my feet
You always talkin' about it, yeah
You always talkin' about it
You say that you rappin' in private, yeah
But I see that you cap about it
Livin' life like a rockstar
Pullin' up, stretch limousines
To look at me, that cost a fee
Them double Cs all on my feet [Outro: Post Malone]
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee (Still shit so)
Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me (Hard, cigarettes)
Milli' on wrist, ain't no rocks on me (Cars, bathroom)
I'm pretty as fuck, wanna copy me (Stalls, rocks on me, rocks one me)
Please don't save my life, oh
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee
Yaweh got a stick, came to rock with me
Pull up with the drum like I'm Tommy Lee