Lyrics:
misiem typu d u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
D u p a
Tym misiem raczej nie będę ja
C a r t a b l a n c a a l c o m i s a r i o d e l a s c a u s a s p e r d i d a s
P o l i z o n e s a t r a p a d o s e n u n
of it
Broke hoes talkin down on me
But I'm proud of it
P R O U D bitch
P R O U D bitch
P R O U D bitch
P R O U D bitch
Fucked ya man, just got
P-U-D-A
Yeah, yeah
I be focused on cash can't fuck with them
She be saying I'm bad I'm not one of em
She be poppin her shit call her bubblegum
When
Yeah, ey slat
M-o-n-e-y, b-o-y
G-L-O U-P D-IN-E-R-O G-A-N und ein G (Ey)
M-o-n-e-y, b-o-y
G-L-O U-P D-IN-E-R-O G-A-N und ein G (Ey)
M-o-n-e-y,
feeling more alive
Let me introduce you to
The new u-p-d-o-g
Pre-Chorus:
u-p-d-o-g
Forget the old me
u-p-d-o-g
Nothing but change in my pocket
Chorus:
down
明日も 1000年後も
I like it I like it
I love the way you are
oh baby go baby
ありのまま まるで
D.E.P! D.E.P!
You are D.E.P!
頑張りすぎないでpole pole
気の向くまま ノれノれ
君のAZONTO
guess I was misunderstood'n
But now she goes there for dinner and tea
Oh yeah, and she don't get no breakfast from me
Oh no, that P-U-D-D-I-N-G
drinking champagne ? Yeah !
Phone is ringing I don’t care
Why do you call ?
S-T-U-P-I-D
You keep to crawl
Many times you try to back
I need Tylenol
My
the flesh
If shit ain't right between us
We will leave a nigga left
Real nigga in the flesh
I'm p-o-p you d-u-d
You bark up this tree, I'll make you
yeah yeh yuh a huhya
S-O-U-P D-O-GEE
S-O-U-P D-O-G yah yah
S-O-U-P D-O-GEE
S-O-U-P G-O-D
Me and my boys are soup dogs
Ridin round with the roof off
Me
receiving all them quotas
We paid to knock the suckas of the totem
Go through defenders like Kyrie
R.i.p you d.i.e if you step to my team
Kinging winning
mes larmes se battent les mouches
Aux JO f'ront de l'aviron
Ma belle vie elle m'a viré
Ya p'u d'couleurs sans ma mira
Y'a qu'le ciel qui peut s'abîmer
my p-u-d-g-e. Mint chocolate chip I'm on, especially when I'm home, alone. With just my shorts n da fan, bobbing my head to this song, I'm blown.
I just been chasing a bag
Cause that bag said hello
Filling the cup with the mud(P-U-D-A)
Filling the cup with the wock
Filling the cup with the wock
on a mission
BNC soon a m-v-p
Man move fake like c-i-d
Stay on the grind til the e-n-d
You mess with the fam then it's r-i-p
Then it's r-i-p
You d-i-e
Man stay
love me but I can't wait 'til that shit end
They'll do certain shit nigga just to fit in
(They'll do certain shit nigga just to fit in)
P-U-D
POV's
But my Niggas better go pro
Out chea chasin my P.A.D
You at DCU with yo B.O.B
And shidd, they dont even much know
Overhead on these hoes
I know ya
think I give a shit
You look stupid, bitch
Boy you look so
Stupid
Stupid
You look stupid
S-T-U-P-I-D
You look stupid when
You're with your
OUVIR
EU VOU SOLETRAR PUDIM
P-U-D-I-M
P-U-D-A
Bitch wanna ride on a
Bitch wanna ride on a
Bitch wanna ride on a wave
Bitch wanna ride on a wave
Bitch wanna ride on a wave
She all on my
know these niggas look up to me
I ain't seen one nigga get buck for me
Don't be judging my moves
P-U-H-D when I groove
Draco on my side and it ooh I
for no one
Do you understand
Demo
P-U-H-D shit
Going in two times strong
Like some fucking twins
Money real fat
DJ Khaled
All I do is win
All I wanna do
i stanie Super Miś
Miś a z nim istna misia buta
Miś który nie jest misiem typu D.U.P.A
D.U.P.A
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