Lyrics:
T'en vois pas d'autres
J'suis meilleur
Nos 2 corps
En sueur
J'reste pas longtemps
J'prends ton cœur
Et c'est pas la première fois qu'on s'voit dans le
I'm blowing big smoke push it up to ten
Ten
So called competition think they goin in
Nahh
I ain't washing dishes still they gettin rinsed
Getting rinsed
Yea
Yea
Yeah
Yea
Yea
Yea
Mix a pint in the soda I'm up with it
I fill it up when the cup empty
Just found some X took a buck fifty
Bad bitch from LA
smooth walk
I got 10 missed calls
God damn that's my fault
I was busy counting up these Ben Franks
Oh my god
It's supposed to feel like this
Every morning
fiber
Told him hol up lil x
Pop you a x
Hold up one arm in the air let it flex
Cause we smoking on pressure yeah this shit the best
Just like we Future we
wanna live it big we just fresh men
It's been ten years with a two plus
Since I would kick it back in a school bus
I was old school with a flip phone
I'm running out of breath
In a bad deficit
Where my money at
Living on 10%
Where my charger at
Pearly gates out of reach
Kicking up regolith
I'm running
Pas de roro que des Pathek
On veut du roro sur la Pathek
Mon pote m'appelle à 10h j'répond seulement au lever du soleil
On veut des potes sincères
Chemical X
Come out, come out and play with me
I wanna experiment
Get into your biology
And mess with your common sense
You got an appetite
But
times.
I woke up in sweat middle of the night.
I turned on my phone...
Then called up my mom, said...
Chorus: x2
There's a ghost!
Hiding in my closet I
spent in showers...
Puzzled 'bout my future, limited encounters.
Pre-Chorus:
Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Time is up.
Chorus x2:
Sunday is cry day,
Monday,
Ten little bumblebees buzzing all around.
One little, two little, three little bumblebees;
Four little, five little, six little bumblebees;
Seven
lugar...
O fogo pega o fogo o fogo pega ...
No pavio que fumega..
2x coro
Moisés lá no monte horebe...
Viu a glória de Deus.. o fogo a sarça
bitch
Shut the fuck up bitch
Yeah shut the fuck up bitch
Shut the fuck up bitch you ain't on shit
10 toes down I make you flip
Hopping out the V watch
fuck with too many hoes on the day to day
Bitch I'm a player step back or I fadeaway
I need a drink just to help take the pain away
X's and O's but no i
I don't want no new friends bitch, got my bands up
Riding round town in a benz truck
Shawty wanna fuck gotta keep it on the low
Always stay ten toes
i keep getting better
Built Ford tough real bitches last Forever
Did it by my lonely stood 10 ten toes In da trap
Free all mah guys dat Time can't
chop a ting
Dem a hype bout bricks
An dem neva flip a ting
Stuff the 9x belly yes rise everything
Stuff the 9x belly yes rise everything
Empty
protesters
Hmm hmm hmm... Hmm
Twenty ten twenty for here (20-10-20)
When the the youths gather men all of them fear "them fear"
Sunday igboho dey tear, change
(Insieme)
Nananananana x2
Se mi ami fallo ma senza pietà
Nananananana x2
Anche uccidersi per sbaglio capita
Strofa 2 (Brioschi)
Piango il tuo male
Lo
operator
all I wannna hear
is the things you promise me you'd do
if you're my saviour
should I ask myself
what good is it gonna do to you
| 4x
and sound
Don’t slap me around
It feels like drowned
No air to be found
Gotta find my broken sound
In that golden town x2
Will be safe & sound x2
It feels
To the X I C
All these bitches fall in love with a Nigga like BG
Bitch I'm
O
U
T
S
I
D
E
So can't no bitch say that they cuffed me
And it's still
T
To the O
like goku
She classy and old school
And do what she post to
Jo Kim's don't know us so stay off that bullshit
Ten ten's that's lil shit
I make 20 bands
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