Gorgeous (feat. DejaVu) - Single

by Reuben Walton

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Reuben Walton is an artist and songwriter whose work spans multiple genres with a pop-centric focus, and this particular track is an over-the-top, cocky, aggressive, outrageous, explicit, quirky hip-hop/pop club banger that only he could create.

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released June 3, 2017

Vocals by Reuben Walton and Devin Johnson

Lyrics written by Reuben Walton and Devin Johnson
Composed by Reuben Walton
Produced by Reuben Walton
Programming by Reuben Walton
Recorded by Reuben Walton
Edited by Reuben Walton
Mixed by Reuben Walton
Mastered by Cory Allen of Altered Ear Audio Mastering

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UMass Lowell Music Business graduate, Class of 2014.

Reuben Walton is an artist and songwriter originally from Cape Cod, MA and currently based in Boston. His work spans multiple genres with a pop-centric focus.
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Track Name: Gorgeous (feat. DejaVu)
Verse 1:
Reuben Walton: I’m goin' all the way in at the Holiday Inn/
wish I was tall and stayed thin but I gotta weigh in/
I ain't gon' shoot you while your mother watch/
like an undercover cop/
then roll up in another drop/
finger on a rubber glock/
bro I take your ass to the cleaners/
like Venus and Serena/
if yo penis dipped in that Tina/
I ain't finna come see ya/
like MC I'm in a Daydream/
flow heavy? Grab a Stayfree/
can't live rent free on Main Street/
so F U just pay me/
Debra's off the chain/
she know money ain't a thang/
baddest all up in the game/
she ain't worried 'bout her mane/
yeah she's stayin' in her lane/
makin' way more than loose change/
steady grippin' on the grain/
she really knows no pain no gain/
and you know it's bottle after bottle/
lookin' like a model/
it's me and all my bitches and we goin' full throttle/
cheesin' ear to ear like we just won the lotto/

Chorus:
Came to the club, you know I know I look gorgeous
Back by the bar, you know I know I look gorgeous
Snapchat on, you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
Came to the club, you know I know I look gorgeous
Back by the bar, you know I know I look gorgeous
Snapchat on, you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
them other hoes can't afford it
I'm the baddest bitch in the club by far
Hatin' on me daily chickens won't get far
lookin' like a ragamuffin claimin' you a star
messy ass hoes couldn't even pass the bar
I'm the baddest bitch in the club by far
Hatin' on me daily chickens won't get far
lookin' like a ragamuffin claimin' you a star
messy ass hoes couldn't even pass the bar

Verse 2:
Hay muchas pendejas en el discotheque/
burn you with a blunt while I'm on my private jet/
Haven't had bravado in a real long time/
it's another side of me that's still gon' shine/
Anaphylaxis like Danica Patrick/
Hangin' with bad chicks and slammin' 'em back quick/
pop quiz name a rapper who don't rap with an accent/
Steady doin' backflips I'm feelin’ myself/
You be lookin' average, better deal with my wealth/
Either let the rage out or just bottle it up/
but I'ma vomit it up like an HIV-positive slut/
is this shit rockin' or what?/
bipolar chick say the wrong thing get popped in the cunt/
she should know I'm on the warpath like Phillip Horvath/
didn't let me Sony internship and treated me like a doormat/
cut the psychology shit, you can't handle anymore wrath/
you should be a zoologist, prick, you the one this lion roars at/
your life is more depressing than the rich-poor gap/
blowin' up my phone tryna start shit and school me?/
cuz you livin' all alone feelin' heartsick and woozy?/
Gotta keep it cool 'cause them goons is watchin'/
make a wrong move and them tools be poppin'/
mad at me 'cause you can't afford a pizza/
you done brought it up baby girl so speak up/
I shouldn't go hard, you ain't dealin' with a full deck/
fuck it, grab a crow bar, demolish your whole set/
talkin' breezy sayin' I need CBT/
go on and mind your business and top up your EBT/
all bark and no bite 'cause you're just a fat fuck/
lil sip o' wine finna make you act up/
always in the crib and never out mawfucka/
say you losin' weight but you a stout mawfucka/
type o' bitch to say some shit to clown mawfuckas/
attitude won't make me stay around mawfucka/

Chorus:
Came to the club, you know I know I look gorgeous
Back by the bar, you know I know I look gorgeous
Snapchat on, you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
Came to the club, you know I know I look gorgeous
Back by the bar, you know I know I look gorgeous
Snapchat on, you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
them other hoes can't afford it
I'm the baddest bitch in the club by far
Hatin' on me daily chickens won't get far
lookin' like a ragamuffin claimin' you a star
messy ass hoes couldn't even pass the bar
I'm the baddest bitch in the club by far
Hatin' on me daily chickens won't get far
lookin' like a ragamuffin claimin' you a star
messy ass hoes couldn't even lease a car

Verse 3:
Whatever game you're playin' man you lost it bro/
Now to figure out how much to charge you, hoe/
Not to sell your dirty secret to The Boston Globe/
Then I'd turn up missing 'fore they caught you though/
I just wanna see can you hear me, I just wanna see can you hear me, I just wanna see can you hear me, I just wanna see can you hear me, yeah...

Verse 4:
DejaVu: You know I know I look gorgeous/
you know I know you can’t afford this/
Forbes listin’, Tom Fordin’/
I skerrd off like Jeff Gordon/
flash floods, rain pourin’/
God’s snorin’, my God you’re borin’/
plan some cross-country tourin’/
fly on the wall illusion/
RW: Fly on the wall illusion…
DejaVu: Mass drug abusin’/
click-clack you’re losin’/
RW: Click-clack you’re losin’...
DejaVu: My friends are muses/
my love is fusin’/
I’m Nancy Drewin', Hardy Boys, this case confusin’/
crack it contusion/
me just livin’ my life should not be a nuisance/
alright, crime pays time/
I feel like I might die/
no lie, wideeyed, do or not do, there is no try/
pour some red wine/
fancy shit dine/
RW: Fancy shit dine…
DejaVu: Smoke cigars fine/
why not be gorgeous in everyone’s eyes?/
why not be gorgeous in everyone’s eyes?/
It’s true lies, it’s true lies, it’s true lies/
true lies, it’s true lies, it’s true lies/
RW: Why not be gorgeous in everyone’s eyes?/
why not be gorgeous in everyone’s eyes?/
It’s true lies, it’s true lies, it’s true lies/
true lies, it’s true lies, it’s true lies/

Chorus:
Came to the club, you know I know I look gorgeous
(You know I’m…so gorgeous, no matter what they say, just like Christina said)
Back by the bar, you know I know I look gorgeous
Snapchat on, you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
Came to the club, you know I know I look gorgeous
Back by the bar, you know I know I look gorgeous
Snapchat on, you know I know I look gorgeous
you know I know I look gorgeous
them other hoes can't afford it
I'm the baddest bitch in the club by far
Hatin' on me daily chickens won't get far
lookin' like a ragamuffin claimin' you a star
messy ass hoes couldn't even pass the bar
I'm the baddest bitch in the club by far
Hatin' on me daily chickens won't get far
lookin' like a ragamuffin claimin' you a star
messy ass hoes couldn't even lease a car