Vegas (Medieval Parody / Barcore cover) Originally by Doja Cat

Good day, welcometh to our musical stage. Heareth our rendition of the famous tune you may have heard in taverns across the globe, Vegas originally by Doja Cat thee drop a liketh & subscribeth for more of our sweet melodies as they are released upon thineselves. We hope to see thee in good stead on the morrow!

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Lyrics:

Yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah, yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah!

Canine, player, ah, harken!
Deceiver, player, ah, harken!
I comprehend, I comprehend
Thou art not a true man, thou art no man
(Thou art naught but a)
Hound dog, hound dog, hound dog
(Thou art naught but a)
Player riding in that luxurious carriage
Two fingers raised, one lowered, my ten toes
Elegantly attired, bosoms on display, put a stopper in it
I revel in thy cries while I am tightly laced
I do not believe thou shalt succeed, do not provoke my wrath
Mine patience wears thin, this shall not stay in Vegas (thou art naught but a)
There are more facets to the tale, I shall divulge to all
Thou hadst the audacity to sit beside me courtside
Thou hadst the audacity to fly first class, displaying thy burnt visage in Abu Dhabi
We could have been what we ought to have been, but thou lost a wager, now thou must find me
Find a seat, I shall not engage in this game of hide and seek
Thou peaked in high school, at long last
Hound dog, come find thy reward
I am a formidable woman, but (thou art naught but a)
Canine, player, ah, harken!
Deceiver, player, ah, harken!
I comprehend, I comprehend
Thou art not a true man, thou art no man
(Thou art naught but a)
Hound dog, hound dog, hound dog
Yeah, yeah, I proclaim (thou art naught but a)
I understand, thou desirest another - thou craved it
I understand, thou sought someone who could prove thee wrong
So I reckon, thou leavest all thy troubles at the city gates
Thou shalt need to inform my brethren from whence thou comest
And I confess, I still possess empathy
And thou shalt feel it for a fortnight
When I set thee loose upon the streets (thou art naught but a)
And keep my dagger hidden, cleanse my carriage
And place that Yeezy in thy mouth, let my demons be unleashed
Should thou even dare to speak, I shall grant a whole new meaning
When thou claimed to be living in a dream, we can maintain that slumber
And thou shalt laugh with all thy companions
Counting those sheep, sheep, sheep, sheep
Speaking of Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-Z, R-I-P (thou art naught but a)
Canine, player, ah, harken!
Deceiver, player, ah, harken!
I comprehend, I comprehend
Thou art not a true man, thou art no man
(Thou art naught but a)
Hound dog, hound dog, hound dog
(Thou art naught but a)
Canine, player, ah, harken!
Deceiver, player, ah, harken!
I comprehend, I comprehend
Thou art not a true man, thou art no man
(Thou art naught but a)
Hound dog, hound dog, hound dog
Thou art naught but a
Yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah, yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah, ah, harken!
Yeah,

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