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like Jordan直接灌藍不用跳投
你知道他們那些無聊的dumb shit fake ass跟我不熟
不要和我比出來玩多久
還沒學會low key fuck that pussy ass膽小鬼和我不同

Day by day
Trying to get my pay
是餓狼看羔羊的眼
獵物逃不出我視線

without a cheat
No asterisks by my chips fair and square I compete
But it's good night AB if you press me in the streets
O-Town gonna feel this
Been knowing

only house music

And you see no ONE man ownes house
Because house music is a universal language
Spoken and understood by all
You see House is a feeling

see the world black and white
Take my hand, put it where you want it to be
Take me where you want to, if it's by your side
Gonna do what it takes for

Come on baby I'll set you free
No more pain I'll give you the key
Come on lets go for a ride
Hold my hand and lay by my side

I know you wanna see it

to the barnyard
When I'm in this street, I'ma whip it like the
Ayy, keep it brief, got a key, to the peace
I'm a king, need a queen, do your thing, get a ring
Hope

my niggas rich
Two deep in a black truck
Movin' round so militant

Never worried bout a hater
Niggas ain't killin' shit
Niggas dying by this paper

[Verse]
Gentle keys
Sweet melody
Whisper softly in harmony
Painting colors in shades of white
A tender touch
A gentle flight

Soft
Delicate
And oh so

Yo I wish I could bring back the west African black rhinoceros
They straight up don't exist anymore
Every jump shot you take you miss
But bring it

low key tweaking on the couch she trying to play it fine (I see it)
Was born in crime, I want to shine, rolling this life shit dolo (Dolo)
My tee FD so

wealth
Cause I just wanna burn the cash
She shaking her ass
I'm tryna fit a Glock in the bag
Right next to the tabs
And all black diamonds that shine

just another rapper
I'm far from an actor I walk with a panther that's black as a Kappa
I'm out for the gold then after that maybe the platinum
When

{ar:Amit Ashik, Priyanka singh chauhan}
{al:Akar meha me rang de}
{by:Black key tunes}

{00:50.38}लड़की- मुहवा में लगाव एकरा दतिया में लगाव गे

a game of chess
With your holiness
Hoping he'll set you free
A man dressed in black
Lying on the track
Holding the silver key

Oh my it's hard
It's hard

your key, clutched your ARP, bruh, bro, it's time to creep
And bitch, you bad, but I'ma pass, I heard your coochie stink

And I heard you ran through,

black girls
They can't be cocky
Got a pretty face
But that ass on
Houston, do you copy?
Fine as wine
I got pull like grape off the vine
I find truth in

time it is
Motivated by the money and we handling our bizz
Riding through the city candy paint dripping on the whip
I Know niggas riding but they ain't

Every word you said that night
I remember it all too well
Said you're not seeing in black and white
You see it in ultrasound
I said no, no, that

the blue, the cash
Nerf gun with a clip, made him do the dash
He was black too, he ran like a flash
If your name is jazz, I'ma beat your ass
Bitch that can

Cube today was a good day
Swung by Mickey D's, had a fish to fillet
All day, Ry say whatever comes to mind
Like, keep calling me son, cause the kid gon'

Unresponsive
Got the pack in the back
Count a rack
And spent Dat
Recouped and got it back
X2
Do the math
Did the photoshoot
In all black
I'm living proof
I'm

in for life
I just left the Galleria, out in Houston, that's exactly how I'm doin
All black with the matte trim, yeah, that's exactly how I'm movin
I

hop out black truck
While I'm at home, counting bands up

Counting cake up, I don't care what I spend, nigga
On my cousins fuck that talkin', I'm just

to fuck the world
Til it's off it's tilt
Heard em say "self-made"-
nigga, I was built
By my God
To bring flames
To the streets of filth
Now I self-proclaim