Lyrics:
Martin but we buy by the case long
Smoke back to back 'til our motherfuckin' eyes closed
Paparazzi follow us everywhere we go
He know, she know, I'll be
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
mitgebracht
Für alle, die noch mit uns down sind
Und immer wiederkommen, wenn wir unseren Sound bringen
Eizi Eiz - „Das E“
Denyo - „Das D“
Dj Mad am Mix
Aston Martin
Pull off in Aston coupe, ayy
She wanna suck on my dick
She kissing testicles
Why you wanna put on a shoe
Damn, why you always causing
[Chorus]
Yo, by any means I protect my President
It's P.O.P., protect our president
A thoroughbred on the track like the meadowlands
The Secret Service
Got smoked by the maridoe
Getting bent was my favorite show
Got lost in your oldest daughter
Almost drowned in some holy water
I was drinking trynna
up baby-girl put your hair back
Hurry up, barkeep, keep the brew comin'
Tryin' to drank 'till my back start slumpin'
Like old man, live by the old
to drank 'til my back start slumpin'
Like old men, live by them old rules
Fought all the steps front of them old fools
Got me nowhere, nigga, it's
club, make it rain, simple pleasure suppresses pain. Spend a fortune, elude extorsion, and you're broke as fuck, man what a shame. I guess that's just
was the first to produce mix and write
At the same time up in the club rockin the mic?
Who was the first to have a DJ and a side man?
The first
you are so perfect
Without you by my side oh girl I feel so worthless
You've got my heart in your hands like a surgeon
I keep it clean like detergent
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
me just for me
Yeah I'm feeling like a Martin Luther I just got this dream
I'm the youngest nigga next up on the scene
I been cruising through my
rappin' them melodies
Mix it together, it's medley You burnin' bridges now shit gettin' messy
Kickin' shit just like I'm Lionel Messi Never let bitches
She never had knew what I was tryna become
You reach for my body, be bodily harmed (grrah)
He jump out the club with my body up-on, they call me (on
And I'm a different story (ha!), feeling out of line
in that deuce so I think I need a whole different story!
Can't judge a book by it's cover
comes to yay
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