Lyrics:
Make it what
She wants a birkin on her arm now
Make it what
Wearing all my clothes now she feeling me
Dressed up head to toe in that Louis V
Steady
Living day by day Living by my morals
Trying not to stray Morally, I feel so gray
Help me make peace with myself With the pain I've been feeling
I
condemns the whole of drones to such a malicious fate
The burning of the 48 has come about by the seduction of the proud with power
For drones they are,
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
feel today
If I'm feelin' tomorrow like I feel today
I'll pack my truck and make my get away
St. Louis woman with her diamond ring
Pulls that man
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
just eye fuckin', eye fuckin')
Your Louis purse and I just think I love your hair
(We're just eye fuckin', eye fuckin')
Meet me in the hallways where
can't let go, let go, let go
Baby, you've got me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end
on the road, I'm still gon' get by
I would jump off a plane just to chill in the sky
Face-to-face with the clouds, lookin' at them in the eye
Yeah, boy you
by the gun, die, (gang-gang) gang, none of that squad shit (gang-gang)
Pull up where you live, (skrrt) fuck the cops, call the SWAT (woo, woo)
I
prole lo vuole
Cuore passione s'impone sull'illusione che duole
E il suono che, arriva in fila vibrera'
Come prima piu' di prima messo in rima sopra il
Aye Ross, sauce it up
I want you to go
I want you to know
That I'm done
I want you gone
You remind me of a sauna
But you act like a prima donna
Girl
prima si
E poi che "Tranquillo" è morto in guerra
Come "Frà, fidati!"
Di 'sti flow sono un maestro come Pai Mei
Tu fai quello poi fai questo
Ma non fai i
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
around by her, if it wasn't for her and her
That man I love would have gone nowhere, nowhere
I got the St. Louis blues, blues as I can be
That man's
Per questo mi sono distinta
Sempre dagli altri
Step by Step
Step by Step
Step by Step
E adesso sono qua
Step by Step
Step by Step
Step by Step
E chi
By Myself per questi soldi conosco gente che lavorerebbe per tre
By Myself per un po' di pace
Per un po' di marche di vizi e di cash
By Myself dal
Coach me, Joey yeah
My nigga Lee, I think we got another one
(I do this
I do this shit for fun by the way)
I can see this shit clear now
(The one by
celej měsíc
Z vejplaty zaplatit hovna a nemít co jíst
Kdo by to chtěl, řekni mi kdo by to chtěl
Čekat more na to že bude líp
Hovno, nasrat nechte si
can see me smokin' weed outside, yeah (Ye, ye, ye)
Já jsem vamp, yeah, před rokem říkala, že nejsem její type, ne (Ne)
Teď by chtěla dick, bude homicide
ah)
I got on Louis Vuitton sandals
In the link that hold a jawn dancing (uh ah ah)
In this bitch by the ball staring
Bitch I'm a star, my money talk
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