Lyrics:
on the doors that we open and shut
Packing up my suitcase, cause I'm going far away
I'm going to a place where the credit cards
Don't decline on me, as we
c'est has-been
Les petits mettent de té-cô
Dès le matin j'suis bourré
Mon reuf sort du dépôt
Les autres au card-pla
Spaghettis réchaud
Moi j'suis
We know the real and pull your card like fake I.D.'s at nightclubs
Lift up that skirt and see just what type of guy you are
Throw you off the fuckin'
of spawn trapping
She sells sea shells on the sea shore, no
He sells weed scales and a P4, yeah
He sells details, swiping the law
Deets, AKA credit card
and tears, yeah
Good things come to those who wait
To show all my cards to you
But that's what a fool will do
I prefer to stick when the others would
between
You're my entity
Here for Infinity
When the war has took it's part
When the world has dealt it's cards
If the hand is hard
Together we'll mend
fancy things
Will never come in between
You're part of my entity
Here for infinity
When the war has took its part
When the world has dealt its cards
"Merry Christmas" we're sending
On every card that we write
The love that we're sharing is the real gift we give
Believing in Christmas will guide us
ain't want it back
No
I'm laying down my cards
'Cause you said it meant nothing
And I should've kept my silence
But I guess I'm too attached to my
sort du card-pla
Tombé pour homicide involontaire lors d'une garre-ba
J'ai l'impression que le frère à perdu la tate-pa
J'crois qu'ils l'ont piqué
la basse-cour
Y'a que des gars cool? Nan, que des casse-couilles
Coté daronne, elle la snobe grave
Elle aime les Black Cards, que du muscle dans le
winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard
matt-schwarzen Aventador
Will am liebsten das Beste und alles sofort
Gebe Bitches 'nen Korb und ich schicke sie fort
Aber gib ihr 'ne iTunes-Card für den
tes problèmes de côté
Easy ce soir c'est discothèque
Sors tes belles pompes, on va danser
Mutulu mia chapololo
J'ai la black card donc follow
monde a d'jà fait du card-pla
Au milieu des rouleaux, la pression faut plus
Ici pour prendre des tunes, pas ici pour plaire
Quand sifflent les balles,
dad whipping that ass
For that last report card you had, you barely passed son
Pass son the math, we getting cash, Boyz II Men!
These lil' niggas
All our houses made out of glass, I'm going home
Thinking who's who it's the attack of the clones
I'm at the final table when cards is being shown
Homeboy Eko, er hat euch ins Game gebracht"
"Bedankt euch bei Eko für den Sonnenbank Flavour"
Sonnenbank Flavour, Walking Dead, House of Cards
Game
minus zehn Grad
Die Kripos drehen grad' ziellos im Park
Abgehörte (sh sh) micro SIM-Card
Trag Reeboks in schwarz und flieg hoch zum Mars
(Beam me up),
LADYS & GENTLEMEN
READY FOR A SETTLEMENT?
I'm play in it,
the tunes are kick'n it
HARD! Play You easy,
with my deck of
cards & fip you!FAR!
Technich
Christmas cards
I had to sign my name alone
But now your name
is next to mine
And there's more love in
every line
I'm wishing a Merry Christmas
to eveyone
fiddle hard.
'Cause Hell's broke loose in Georgia and the Devil deals the cards.
And if you win you get this shiny fiddle made of gold,
If you lose
but don’t come closer
Silence when you speak to me!
Seasons pass and I´ve grown colder
Tables turn and cards play out, ain’t it ironic how
How life
nie in meine Augen geschaut
Dry out, n'weichen - immer nen' baggy am Start
Der Cali-Kush besorgt mein Dude mit seiner Medical-Card
Dicka es schmeckt
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