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kilometre stuff, what
do you think you are, bleedin France? No thanks very much, I'm right here!
Anyway, Flight of Icarus, doo doo doo! Flight Of Icarus, my
sweetheart
But then, as nothing happens quite the same
Investigation is the game
He had to check her story right away-he dead
Sam Spade his buddy Archer
ex hell how can I wish my ex well
I've still got ex hate
Bryson Tiller I was tryna see my ex change
I'm Scott Summers now, nothing but an ex man
Still
Listen, I said we gonna have a good time tonight
This evening I'ma take it, take it in (be right)
Say what, its gon (be right)
Say what, its
Too long as far as I'm aware
Mali starts off strongly
But right here it goes to pot
Burkina Faso is irregular
Four-sided it is not hmm italy's a boot
Be careful with what you take cause this might just happen to you
I know when something don't feel right
So high feel like I'm about to die
I know
found dead by the lake
Soon as you lay me down to sleep, bitch, your soul I'ma try to take
Pray for light today right away, why do they try to fight
forever
It's quite simple
If you don't run with the pack
You're hunted by it
exploration
Quite encouraging
People still call me hue
Now I'm out in hue
Came a long way
From tre 9
In the lil room
Ac booming
Weed fumes
Plotting major moves
many hours done
What's on your mind
What's on my mind
Is really quite the same
I've been working so hard
And I'm ready to play
I know just the right
"In the world of luxury goods
Both France and Germany boast no
Figure that comes quite as
Close to a living national
Icon as Karl Lagerfield
He's
Get it got it, bag it secure
Get it got it, bag it secure
Ain't nothing else quite like this
Touching down, making trips
Get it got it, bag it secure
Nothing is movin'
Could you reconsider this tiny gesture?
Give me a fighting chance!
Chorus
Should I make a will?
Notify by family and friends
You put
I know mama credit quite good
So I'm out here with this dope money got a big body in my hood
Nigga you see it, better believe it, this what I'm bout
on your grandma to make sure she's alright
I know it ain't nothing I can say right now that can bring your life back
I don't even hate the boy who killed
out
We don't need your dramatics here"
"Oh, fuck you, man!" she said
"Better keep her straight" the
Bartender said to me
"She'll be all right" I said
and and we're standing out here in the middle and we don't know where to go
Bryson why you don't curse? Cuz I'm way too blessed
All week I'm out here slaying
no watch
Can't say nothing now I'm always watched
Dating game with a button press
Why we wonder why this world a mess
Kids out here getting shot up for
quite upright and
Walked around to the other side of the package. Then she sank down to her
Knees, grasped the cutter by both handles, took a deep
could ride quite comfortably. A few airholes,
some water, perhaps some midnight snacks, and it would probably be as good as
going tourist.
By Friday
apartheid
South Africa, starvation right here
Politicians and leaders living in fear
South Africa, from coast to coast
Colored people got the least
White
long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
I
HERE FOR YOU
WRITTEN BY: LARRY KING, JOIE SCOTT, MICHAEL PETERSON
KEYS JOHN BLASUCCI
PIANO LARRY KING
GUITARS MICHAEL THOMPSON
DRUMS KHARI
Thuggin or your shoulder shrugging
Idiots tell Tales that signify nothing
But everybody's trying to eat the ribs touching
Shot by police in the street
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