Lyrics:
going to be difficult for Portugal to break them down.
COMMENTATOR 1:
Nice turn by Hope. Plays it out wide to Marangone, who drives forward, looking
out, by the bench now
Chillin' on the boat, saw the ice cream truck out
Sixteenth, to the boat, then they fly out
Man, I thought that I would lose it,
the other night
In the middle of the set I thought man this is loud
I don’t remember feeling so uncomfortable during a set like that
Everyone around me was
(yeah)
(We keep flowin') in the sun, sun, su-su-su-sun (in the sun)
I arise from my melinence to the sun beginning
Kiss by the ray of a sunny day
But
of the sun, the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun
Who is the man who arrives at the wall?
Making the shape of his questions
of the sun, the heart of the sun
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun
Who is the man who arrives at the wall?
Making the shape of his questions
sun, red wine drinking
Took two numbers just by blinking
Look at me nigga cashing, dancing
Way too wavy, yeah we flexing
Je sais que t’a kiffé quand je
Jah
In the name of the Most I
One Love
Mistah White
Backyard Sessions number 1
Direitamente to Portugal, mano
One Love for my equal
Spreading out
outside at the ending of the day.
On the 17th of March,
with your mates at Spanish arch,
to watch the sun go down on Galway bay.
Chorus:
I’d take Galway
single thing I said I meant it
Protect investments, before you're half dead, lamenting
When the Sun dies, it wont rise again, you can't resurrect it
Rather
Shook with Brad and Josh and now
I'm rolling with the Acolytes
A month prior got a DM on the gram
He said his name is Scott he
Tours with Portugal the Man
ringing
The sun streams in on my unmade bed in Portugal
And I miss the band
One plus one equals fifty
And I am imploding without you
And there's not
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
of getting locked up
But if you smoke a little weed in your free time you can go to prison man this shit just has me dumbstruck
And guess what, in Portugal
Let freedom ring with a buckshot, but not just yet
First we need to truly understand the nature of the threat
And a pale man walks in the threshold
with my guns by my side
Ready to ride till I die
And I'm a soldier
And you can see it in my eyes
Even when the man dies
They say a soldier
Can-can, can you find McCann-cann
Taken by a mad man
Can you find McCann-cann
I can't find Mc
Can-can, can you find McCann-cann
Taken by a mad man
have them gypsy boots
Follow them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to town
Sleepin' in a doorway still as a mouse
Saw the bullfighter's
No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
That bih met let her man go
Done put them all all in the friend zone
She a groupie so I put her in the fan zone
YSL what I'm rocking I got bands ho
at
And don't forget that H, get you smacked in your face
Got so many sons, I was young, now they half my age
90K out in Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
My shit bad, shit crazy and that shit fascinates me
On my tongue where the tab is and it burn like battery acid
I
nosedive
With the crew, we be slick
Slipping by with what we came here to do
All the other guys try, man
I'm just letting loose
Never been good at that
niggas (what's that?)
You cannot defeat the Internet, no matter what, so chill, nigga
Don't get distracted by the money, you too relaxed
You livin' life
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