Lyrics:
the grotto
I'm so bad, my shadow chooses not to follow
Little n**** but see me as a f***** rhino
Lil' Weezy hit this b**** like Rocky Marciano
It's a drought
F-U-C-K,
Not time to play,
Bitch go away,
That’s not fair-play.
(This stupid fucking dinausore,
Get the fuck out of here).
Who ever said I couldn't
W-T-F, S-M-H (yeah)
My jewelry is disgusting but let's discuss the taste
I'm in another place (yeah)
This whole shit is in shambles, low
I want to funk
I want to f-f-you f-you-n-k
[Repeat: x 2]
I want to funk, I want to funk
I want to f-f-you f-you-n-k
Non stop dancing the bus
always hiding
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
I'm f-f-forever b-b-blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in
Mów do mnie mów
F.I.S.Z. nadciąga jak huragan jak deszcz
Co obmywa nas z brudów i łez
F.I.S.Z. nadciąga jak huragan jak deszcz
Bo przykazano mu solidną
F F F F F I S Z
Panowie panie mam zaszczyt przedstawić takiego pana
Co kłamał namiętnie w żywe oczy już od samego rana
Budzik dzwoni a on już na
Machakil 3erram, ras bda kay3mer
9 décembre, 09 f sac w'fog téléphone gramme
Khouya ch7al kayn dl'berd
W sba3 li katebrem barda wella teskhoun ghi b
Take your own advice
Took another ride just to f*** with my head
My head, yeah
You always f*** with my head
You're the only one I think about
You always
the f*ck up or Imma f*ck up your day
អានេះមិនមែនជាគ្នាយើងវាជាគ្នាគេ
Don’t hit ma phone get the f*ck out ma way
I don’t need no fake friend
I got ninety k in
en duo avec Fabienne Thibeault
R : Deux étrangers qui se rencontrent
Dans l'ascenseur déjà le désir monte
F : Deux étrangers qui se rencontrent
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea this shit just make you wanna dance huh
Yea
Yea
M F more flames i'm a hot boy
Yea
Yea
Ha
Ha
Ha
Yea, M F more flames i'm ah
Chorus :
csk em who you talking too
I got killers
Tell her she a home hit
But I'm Lit!
Get the f*ck up out my space
Cus I'm laced
cnd I got
I want my P in your V
Want you to S on my D
Gotta J Off on your T's
Then FYI I wanna F your A
OMG!
Just stuff your mouth with my Bs
Don't LOL at my
We started from the bottom (hihihihi)
Sir sma3 tracki wesst men darkom (hahahaha)
Tleft f 7ssab dyal mes enemies (hihihihi)
Makanch kayss7sabni l7ala
they all crave for my dance and The new wave
I dont give a f*** about yo radio or Air play
I dont give a f*** of what you think Or what you gone say
All
Yeah
Lila dawya fr7ana
Smaha ch3lat njoum ach rbe7 li bkana
Malk a rou7i ze3fana
Ma3lich wakha li sbe9nah l denya 3errana
Ach denbi f li dert ana
I'm bout to f*** on your girl
Bet you feel some type of way now
Now you gon hop on my wave
Back up the f*** out my way now
Bet you that family
Hazani la fa9 makanchofch amami
Ma3ndich lach ga3 nkon anani
3ichna f a7lam wast mn amani
W kima kan l7al lyouma manich anani
Mezika bou7dha li
Khterna safi, vida playa, w ana l'bateau
Kberna f 7amri, majinach 7na w l3ebna f gazon
9ewet galbi ki7en, 9ewet kijibha ghir f rasso
Msebrani madre
non fai bling (non fai bling)
Bling senza f- (bling senza f-, bling senza f-)
Non fai, non fai din, din, din (non fai)
Senza, senza, senza fare bang
Crack it, crack it
Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Crack it
Get the-get the f*** up
Get the-get the f*** up
Get the-get the f*** up
F***ing s*** up
'Cause I'm F.L.Y (fly!)
Catch me in a Mercedes (Mercedes)
Whip full of ladies (skrr, skrr, skrr)
Stacking all this dough
Mackin' on these hoes (god
G
There's no buried treasures in a trouble soul
G/F# Em C D G
When the sun goes down tears in her eyes
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