Lyrics:
i’m touching the sky
Can also say every morning you are the reason to smile
Where else can i be safe?
Where else can i be safe?
Under your arms baby
I'm sticking to the plan, Been tryna understand
I said I'd never get attached I think I need to run that back yh
I want you under my arm
Girl I want
make you better, okay?
(I can see, I can see, I can see)
Keep it under your best friend's arms
Keep it under your best friend's arms
Keep it under
make you better, okay?
(I can see, I can see, I can see)
Keep it under your best friend's arms
Keep it under your best friend's arms
Keep it under
armed (armed)
Under the enemy arms
I cannot fold under enemy arms (arms)
Under the enemy arms (arms)
Under the enemy arms
You niggas gon' end up
Куплет 1 (ACIDBLACK):
I'm flying right over the sky,
I'm loosing my mind, loosing my mind,
It's feeling like a fire burning under my arm, under my
""прости""
Как будто не в своей шкуре
Я поменял жизнь по дури
Рождённых бить не судят
Им слышно только do it
Number one
My life is under arm
Sometimes i feel
from your heart
My head is hiding under my arm
In pain, great pain
Sing to the moon
I was born below the desert thorns
The sand my bed of rest
With me shillelagh under me arm
And a twinkle in me eye
I'll be off to Tipperary in the morning.
With me shillelagh under me arm
And a toora
hjem under min arm
Alle på floor og du ved at vi varme
En palle i maven, jeg har booze i mit garn
Betaler, betaler du ved at det tager
Tid at få giz med
never even get too far.
Hide my guitar, just to be under your arms.
One last time.
Man I'm tired of your lies.
Hide my guitar, just to be under your arms
If I could write you a song
To make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks
I hope that you like this
it stinks like your under arms
She got a whole lot of ass
More than the norm
Look how that shit hang out her undergarments
Grab the dick and whip it
Yeah
Real spillage
East side to the west side
Oh oh
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
You are the baddest chick in here right now
And you are leaving under my arm
I don't wake up stressing cause waking up is a blessing
Pretty bitch under my arm
When i wake up stretching
Half a blunt in the tray
I wake and bake
why
Baby Imma get you
Under my arms, get you
In my mind I save you
Like a treasure
Baby Imma get you
Under my arms, get you
In my mind I save you
Like
on my mom (skrrt skrrt)
Walk around with two drums, call that Under Arm (bow)
Put that coca on her tongue, bet it get numb (coca)
Nawf Side, H-Town,
Sound the alarm
I got your bitch rollin' wit me under my under arm
Got a vest on my chest, this that body armour
And the fiends love the b, this that
there)
Now all I've got to wear in this old blue surge suit
And boy it looks like a real hand me down
But when I get my Bible under my arm and I head down
under both arms
Under both arms, carrying so long
All about it
Baby, both us got us some pain so let's talk about it
Every single thing that you ain't
JUST MARRIED
(Pere Miró)
Just married
Just married
Just married
with a T-Bone under his arm
Just married
Just married
Just married
with a T-Bone
thumb yea
Don't need one but I'll take one
A baddie right under my arms
Exotic all up in my lungs
And we about to have some fun Yea yea yea
I like to walk
Get the fuck, wait, you fuckin' wit' a bitch
Don't talk
That don't shave her under arms?
You know what? You gon' run that under arm hair bitch
If I could write you a song to make you fall in love
I would already have you up under my arm
I used up all of my tricks, I hope that you like this
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