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Twerk twerk twerk twerk as down to da dirt
Bounce that collagen bouncy bouncy collagen
Shake it shake it 3 more times like Iced Cream Neapolitan
a fuck
About none of these haters
Neapolitan how a n***a drip flavors
We can skip the small talk
I like large amounts
Yeah you know I count it up
They
It’s 11 pm
Come closer to me baby!
Ты такая creamy как neapolitan nachella
Детка ты сладкий финик, море липового мёда, ha
И я ныряю в тебя ммм…(let’s go
Through the rubble of the bombed out streets
Through the squalor and the poverty
Walks a proud Neapolitan girl
With a head of thick black curls
And talk for the first time in months
You're so Neapolitan
You can bring me up again
I don't always understand
What you're speaking of my friend
You're so
Feels so sweet
Kinda cookies and cream
Neapolitan dream
And you're snatching my wig, oh
You see everybody knows me
Feathers brown and pink
Got
drink,
Know not to bring no Neapolitan ass,
I like the one that makes your face drop like a Neapolitan masta,
No telling what these thick bitches
and those I should forget I say I hold to you, I hold to you, hold to you. Neapolitans, neapolitans, neapolitans and all their seas. Battle, battle, battle.
[Verse 2]
Know not to bring no Neapolitan ass,
I like the one that makes your face drop like a Neapolitan masta,
No telling what these thick bitches
spilled ice cream on your favorite shirt and now you're mad at me
I spilled ice cream on your favorite shirt and now you're mad at me
Neapolitan's my
the pack from the postman
Ran it up faster than light
Then I bolt, wrist froze, forever snowed in
Three different hoes like Neapolitan
All the fakes
Italian, not Sicilian, but Neapolitan, the free translation of which is]
Let us tell the sea that we are making love,
Heart to heart till the end of time,
Near Barcelona the peasant crooned
The old traditional Spanish tunes
The Neapolitan street song sighs
You think of Italian skies
Each nation
Italian, not Sicilian, but Neapolitan, the free translation of which is]
Let us tell the sea that we are making love,
Heart to heart till the end of time,
Near Barcelona, the peasant crooned
The old traditional Spanish tunes
The Neapolitan street song sighs
You think of Italian skies
Each nation
Italian, not Sicilian, but Neapolitan, the free translation of which is]
Let us tell the sea that we are making love,
Heart to heart till the end of time,
Near Barcelona the peasant croons
The old traditional Spanish tunes
The Neapolitan street song sighs
You think of Italian skies
Each nation has
From the foot of the bed
To the cold Neapolitan sky
From the back of my mind
To the front of this tired disguise
What's with this moment?
on my shoe, that cost a deuce
Yeah, turn your hoe to a masseuse
I got rich, I came up from the poverty
Different color gold like Neapolitan
She got
divide it like a pint of Neapolitan
Although they say we all scream for ice cream
I shoulda done more than buy you nice things
[Chorus]
Tell me will
on my ice, the kit Neapolitan
Won't depend on a bitch, all I need is oxygen
So much mud in my system, need some antioxidants
Walkin' like a penguin,
on Neapolitan, but keep it low key. Don't want-a step out line, but I need t-a go pee. Can I get thirty-one sample, cause I know there all free.
I scream, you
provide the ammo
Riding through El Paso
With my Queen with backbone
Smoking on gelato
The sky Neapolitan
Blowing O's ike lasso
Feelin Like Shaq in that
(Uhum), glaciologie (Ice)
Wijn lifestyle couple cases on me (Bourgondisch)
Yoer worldwide cosmopolitan (Yoer yoer yoer)
Mijn pizza niet NY maar Neapolitan
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