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Well it can take many years to forge a friendship
It can take a lifetime to get close
But we took all the shortcuts, used our hearts as a map

rega
Map vire ak fanm mwen nan figi yo pwen ba
M pap pran chalè nan men nèg alevwa nan men leta
Sak potko goute’l yo mesye n’an reta
Anh! yo di’w li

The signs are fake and the maps are false 
But we must go on 

Oooooh 

Whisper directions through our kiss 
As we drift through this metropolis 
Take your

grind till I find my place 
Up in the Bean that’s where I stay 
Sak pase, Map boule 
Ima Zoe can’t feel my pain
That’s the reason I go hard in the paint

te leve (leveeee)
Menaj mwen di ke lap kitem
Li dim li pap ka sipòte ee (paka sipòte)
Ak tout sa map fèl andire eeeeee
Li avwem franchman avèm
Son kwa

No talk of diamonds and gold
As he reads the map of age old hurt
That's the way his mind works 
That's the only way...

Verse 2:
Each time he puts

ojalá, ojalá que se te cuelgue el maps.

Y es como dijo Gustavo hace tiempo
decir adiós es crecer y lo siento,
yo te cierro la puerta a tiempo.

Y vos, que

But, I don't care cause girl I'd drive across the map
Honey it's true, I just got to get to you

I've got a list of things to do once I get there
Number

I think I'm falling for you now
And I let it take me over

I give my life to the sin
But I'm not a sinner
I follow the map on your skin
Get lost in

turn, lines astray on concrete
I swear it's ok, do you swear it's ok?

It's the hardest map to make
It's the longest path to take
All the fragile hearts

never find out where I've been
No I don't need a map, I'll just take the picture when I go

Now I don't want you to take the blame
We were to young

Patient morning
I felt the sky collapse
A short story
Don’t leave home without a map
This glory is what I felt as I was soaring
Splitting clouds
I’m

Don't search on a map
Just get down the highway
Drive Drive, better be good

Pull off your skin
Be true like a babe
Remorse and tears
Be sure it's your

royalty
Every point across the map
They treat me like royalty
They treat me like royalty
They treat me like royalty

Verse 1 (Clay-Doh)

I'd love to mend

our big walks on a flat box
We hope to become stars
Frightened to be wiped off the map, off the map
So I close my eyes And I'm all out
I fly
I ride...

out
Told my nigga drive slow cause the cops out
and she always facetime with her ass out 
Bitch I'm headed for the top I got my map out 
Ima beat

a spot on that roll out map,
We ain't gotta be nowhere fast.
Take this truck down winding roads, 
God only knows where we'll wind up at

How bout

I am running out 
I am running out 

Baby I am here
Darling dissapear 
My fingers are on a dirty map 
I walk around, walk all night
I see I feel

When I was kid I ran away across the world
Trying to make a statement, trying to impress some girl
Drawing up a map of all the places I love,
A list

Can't wait for next morning
I've no need to look at the maps
Throw the map away
Go east!
I just want to see a sunrise
Earlier than anybody else
Throw

Shake that ass for a nigga on the map girl
All i ever wanted was a Benz and a black girl
Gold on my rims, hair wavy like a s curl
All about my ends

out is a thousand 
In the wrong direction 
Let's unfold the map in the glove box 
What's our first turn
And the next one

When I go down the road

did all this on my own
It's all bad, the chances I've had
My mom and my dad, forgiving me when I'm wrong
Find my map, dont fall thru the cracks
I'll

Put the city on the map homie on me
It's a party where we at homie on me
These girls a hollaback baby on me
I'ma need that cash baby on me
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