Lyrics:
(Highway killed the village)
(Highway killed fashion, killed fashion)
Ooh, (I was raised) I was raised (By the milliner) by the milliner
kiss the ring like i'm Shaq
Niggas milliners
They stay with the cap
Remi his vertebrae
Bane with the back
Bounty on my head for
Slangin the crack
Young
and dignified
Rodolfo
Hold tight to my arm
Mimì
I'll hold you tight
Mimì and RODOLFO
Let's go!
(They go into the milliner's)
Marcello
I, too, feel like
throw their money down
And I'd add a few guineas on
And I'd take it off right there in the street
And walk bareheaded into town
I am a milliner
And I am
for the gent with the Milliner Bentley
And heaven knows what else
Why he wouldn't even stand a chance
With all his oil wells
She just went solo
with the Milliner Bentley
And heaven knows what else
Why he wouldn't even stand a chance
With all his oil wells
She just went solo
Do you play solo
And just in a minute both friends and relations
Were dancing 'round merry as bees 'round a cask.
Judy O'Daly, that nice little milliner,
She tipped me a wink
brudas Self made milliners
Inaxhit po plasin po bojn kishe they don’t care
Coz they never get it how we get it
Coz they never get it how we get it
And they
Fresh as a bridegroom with his chin new reap'd
Showed like a stubble land at harvest home
He was perfumèd like a milliner
Cast your weary weathered
Make a money is my missions
Yesterday i had a vision
I know how to make a milliner
I know how to be an billboards
Your life is a fiction
Nothing is
улетает туда, где всегда тепло
Money check in my money bag,
Этим летом зависаем всем сукам на зло,
She is bad and dollar milliner,
Я Dinero, живу с baby
racer
For that I'll always stay in the lead
So I'll see you later, I'm overlapping
Man stop the capping
The milliner affiliates, are now starting to act
Pulling you back
c mirror, a miniature
That feeling you've left on the stove.
It's all on the plaque,
Carved by mad milliners:
c riddle you cannot
uninvited
No matter! Here comes the Hatter!
Never been so silly a
Milliner and habitual picnicker
I'm like crumpets and cricket but
Just a smidgeon more
Hi-dee-diddly-um-tee-dum-tee-day
There's work for all when little boys get married
That pointy cone upon your head
You can't be wearing that
The milliner, he'll fix you up
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