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Quantas vezes me ligaram quando eu tava no trampo[00:18.58]Pra perguntar como eu tou[00:20.02]Quantos deles tinham lá criticando[00:21.91]A
and I'm ready for it Finally 20 years old Or shall I say young With a heart of gold One thing I learned is money comes and goes And in this world you have
J'ai des bars qui débordent de ma tête Jvais sur mars, zaz plein la tête Avant 18 ans j'ai pas fêter ma fête Maintenant j'ai 20 ans, tout le monde veut
Show that girl a twenty and she change, right? That's every night I wake up in the morning And I feel myself, too legit Been around the block I'm never
that I can't cuff 20 20 20 grams nah fuck it that's too much Even when I'm eating out I keep it fucking tucked I been fucking on this hoe Her name
all?" I said, "I also want a bottle of rum." He said, "Shut up, I'm doing your mum!" 20p for the bag please (Shut up!) I like going to the co-op everyday
the potion Lets get high tonight Blunt in my left Stacks in my right Yeah (Twenty-Thousand Hardcore Members Forty-Thousand Counting affiliates
me to chase mine We don't fight and we don't argue Want you to be just who you want to I know that she's right A twenty-something sacrifice Never
the mist Yeah Im 20 flow 20 flow baby (20 flow) I cannot stop I'm so driven lately (lately) I got no time for all them pick pocket bitches or those gossiping
mich Speedy Gonzales[00:40.08]Ich fick dini Tante[00:41.98]Du und ich, zum glück nöd verwandt. Tyeah[00:45.56]Wiel du bisch so lachhaft[00:47.20]Genau so
Original, two hundred and six, then four hundred and twenty-five Before the everett station, as a kid I paid no mind Gangster rap was the image, that
stopped being funny about twenty scenes ago How do you conclude that you'll give up once we disagree Guess there's no more sense in sorry Cause you don't
was in them kitchens, whippin' up up on the stove Gang in a party, 20 hoes, we got 20 poles Lil' bro wildin' out, 20 lows, before 24 Glocky flashin'
Its cuzz, sweat and tears for over 20 years I did this shit all by myself and I don't need no help If you my gang, you my twin, I'll make you
Christmas '20 won’t be great No, no, it’s gonna suck now Santa must self-isolate Santa stroked his beard Trying to think of what to do The idea of Christmas
Hook: I am a GOAT I sing to that money like Chief Keef I got biddies that chill in the back seat I got 20s tucked under the back seat I am
a message at the beep (You've probably gone to sleep) We were 20 We were laughing We drank deli coffee to keep from crashing You're walking me home I don't
di Crown and e Mark X Five grand have yuh gyal ah nyam chocolate Twenty we roll pon e toll, see di car press Twelve grand inna di coupe, yow Rolex pon
road Shunning friends who'd share your load Twenty-nine and up to the same old tricks Slumming for kicks Slumming for kicks D'you do it for a fix? D'you
three Three on my back like I'm AI Do high ride on the computer, that's how I know you just an AI Twenty four hours, twenty-four seconds, twenty
La c'est k20 qui prend le mic Survet' paire de Nike Si tu veux me distancer faut qu'tu t'abonnes à Masdak Celui la c'est pour les puristes Flow
Givenchy Why don't you slide through, you and your friends too in your Givenchy 20 bottle rooms, France to Cancun in my Givenchy Money on tycoon, got
Stepping in the turf, watch me call the Plays like Madden Watch me put in work, got the rock, I got 20 like McFadden See me in the air, bitch I'm
And it's finally clear to see That the person I was missing, it's not You, it's me Hard to trust Gotta run like I'm twenty-three (huh) Forty up on that
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