Search results for 'aint got shit by the ting tings' Page #395

me by Veli, I love all that shit 
Got fans at the trap, police taking a pic 
Ain't Superman, I ain't saving no bitch
Cape on my back but it's just for

There's peng black girls in my area code 
Dark skin, light skin, medium tone 
Permed tings, braids, got minis afros 
Thick lips got hips some

the top spec thought it was base, probably ain't clocked yet
Samurai in the kitchen young boy ting didn't get me the dots yet
Hand ting stuffed in my

make I jump on that 
Big back ting make I press on that 
I got too much love 
Yeah I said it one time 
I got too much love 
Make I tell you two times

Ting ting in the background, ching chong
In my ding dong in my fling ring jing jong
You got a night you gotta fake it quick
But you don't release that

the angels sing
about Christ, the risen newborn
We got the tool
We got the power
We got the strength
We are not carnal
We got the strength
Productive strength

and got the watch shining
But them man are just burning money like jokers, slow it down, I said man are just burning money like Joker in Batman
I ain't

99 + 1

MoStack

Take Not3s

2017

enough
Check your mileage you ain't road enough

Yo, what's with all the abuse, I got an awesome excuse
I only fucked your twin 'cause I thought it was

hatchback
I've been doing this music ting
For a minute now
This just seems like a flashback
But it's so for real, you know deal
I road the steel
I ain't going

igennem grumme ting bror, but we got it'
Og stjerner flyver rundt som Astralis
Og svømmer stadig rundt i de Problems

Alle de år der gik...
Og alle de sår

Lil bad ting on catch this vibe
Pull it to the side she got catch this ride
I've done shit that i wish i died, 
So damn glad i feel so alive 
Make

That fake love I don't want no more

Sweet one she looks like cinderella
Hey
Sweet one her lips taste like fruitella
Hey
Italian ting ciao bella ella
Hey

never let me down
You're here by my side
Bad man tings but they know
I couldn't live all alone
Melody got me in love
African boy y'all know
Bad man tings

won't stay quiet
No long ting yeah I'm telling em telling em
Get on your bike
Start pedalling pedalling
Bun man down until he's got melanin
Grab that mic

down no one ain't around you
Sand of time steady running people always doubted wanna see you falling
Mind your chakra ain't got holes in it if it do just

Jack of all trades aint got no time for no middleman
Got it on my own thats why im gettin every dividend
Excursions back to back,
Go from island

the same
Make the ting pop, Dua Lipa, I'ma do the game
Got the game at 23, now it's 2023
Got that new strain
I ain't smoking 2020 trees
New brain, when she

day-yay
Out on road i dont play-yay
Waps it aint a z k yay
Truss wid dat one im coldd
But gwola haffi get foldd
Whole leepa ting ah get soldd
Cah gwola

you ain't seen nothin' your life so often
See on the hand in the wrist, they frosted, uh
I really hit for the long ting, calm (ha, ha)
Who would've

to let man know
I ain't gotta say a word they know this (know this)
The real paigons are the closest (closest)
This ain't a reminder our shit timeless

(Leor, light it up)

She like baby blue like she from Carolina
Ain't foldin' under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds
Ain't talk 'bout shit

Imma hot ting i come from thigh land
Ask about me i probably curved your man 
Imma thick bad bitch my ass been fat 
Your body-less all you got is back

my waist on my jeans, clean
30 my percs, codeine fiend
30 bands, to the ceiling
30 hoes, side tings
Me and you, not the same team
All my shooters got

the bitch on her knees
Huh Huh running you over I spent the block when it's hot now it's over
I'm going fast lil bitch get over I got this rap shit on my