Lyrics:
to the young maid he came gliding
Where she'd run to meet him, by the garden wall
Oh my sweet Miguel, I will never tell
No one will ever know, what I know too
you want it
It's like a dark day right by the bay
We are not up yet, quédate!
It just a matter of time to make it
(Well, I hope so) Llama a Miguel ó!
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico.
He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago
They crossed at the river
Work up on the scale
Trafficking the kale
Migo named Miguel
Hit me for the pale
We don't talk on cells
Free who locked in cells
Juggin for the thrill
(Feel like Miguel, think it's time to face the sun)
(L8nd8n)
Feel like Miguel, think it's time to face the sun
Before that day you're the only thing
Down near the village of old San Miguel
In a far away place by the sea
Lived Maria Consuela Manuel
A lady of high born degree
And she was sixteen
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico.
He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago
They crossed at the river
my cheap thrills
Night after night, cheap thrills
If you ain't supposed to do what you do
They judge a boy by his friends
And all of yours are
Throwing Dollar$ For Thrills
Lyrics by © Graham Hull 2023
We're way out in the country outback
We're way out in the country
We're throwing dollars
esperar, y esperar de pie
en la orilla a que vuelva Miguel.
by Ivra
And whenever i pass by i yell "check it out y'all"
Read the review on yelp
You want big pimpin, mr. bling bling can help
Get a grill to give the females thrills
Miguel
Miguel
With your mane in the wind Your horse
So fast
Is the fastest there is
Miguel
Miguel
With your mane in the wind Your horse
So fast
Is
Written by: James Ray, Miguel Cordova
Drinks they lead to that sex
Let me see your thong
Come and get undress (when daddy)
Now (right here) yeah
Said she love me but she afraid of the risk
I'm thinking ain't no risk involved imma sure thing like miguel
Yeah of course I took some L's how you think
let's get the thrills
Blessed by bob that shits for real
Blessed by bob that's how I feel
Blessed by bob let's make a mill
Blessed by bob let's get
thrill thrill killer if you wanna stay alive
Thrill thrill thrill killer have an instinct to survive
Condemned by innocence wipe away those tears,
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico
He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago
They crossed at the river levee
They judge a boy by his friends
And all a mine are trash
They say you find your own level
Well, I'm a snake in the grass
But I can't help
to act
Out of style in the daylight
Dreams shattered by shirts and ties
Lovin' like a cancer
I don't want no answers
Adoration with no sacrifice
I'm just
Watching them fall one by one, they fight
Did you think you'll love me too?
Baby, I'm a sociopath
Sweet serial killer
On the warpath
'Cause I love you
Gimme the music
(I'd get a thrill, if you'd say you will)
Gimme a rockabye, gimme a lullaby
Give me a by and by oh by and by oh by
Gimme a rockabye,
Go Pill
Still rollin
Hey
More thrills more thrills
More thrills more thrills
Got her hollerin go Pill
Goat skills
Dope deals
More bills
I'm up for
Just want u to
Lose yo cool
We been flying with
Whe planes in the sky
Big thrill life
Won't let time pass us by
Now we turing the page
Haters never
contained twenty thousand in cash,
A photograph of a Colombian nigga with a long mustache Miguel Sanchez,
Keep a gun hidden in his pants' leg with armed
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