Lyrics:
were playing that old album by Latimore
he said
it ain't where you been
it's where you are right now
and I said yea
sounds real nice
I'm on my way
I'm
on album number three, and I still got like seven more
A dog, a fly, a car, a bitch who wanna see it all
And I be tryna push the pain away like white girls
New EP by the Spanish artist Marttin cka VIBRcTE (Baila Conmigo) , on this occasion he presents us with a beautiful album of the "Deep House" style
the midst of chaos, we found our groove,
In the friendships we made, we found our truth.
(Chorus)
Oh, those high school days, they flew by fast,
Memories
out to Warren just so I can be like G and em
Stopped by the plug down the street and I bought three of them
I'm not no Lil' Mabu I'm not no Lil' seeto
I said hello
she said you're kind of cute I said yes I know
but by the way sweetheart what's your name
she said my friends like to call me exotic
J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer
Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été
Boston
I'm back to win, don't beg your pardon
Had my wins, I had my losses
So don't say that I'm a novice, woa-hoah
Made an album in a day from a state so
I got an 80's ghetto blaster in my car
I wanna drive to a place so goddamn far
The week pass by, so many nine to five
Sunny days and music by my
of power over
Two hundred-fifty-thousand albums
Sold worldwide and this ain't even half
The potential I possess
Invest while I reflect
Look me in the eye
visions
I'm leaving here, I'm walking away
Your not my god nor father
Just a man with a complex
Misinformed identity
Dearest character
Track 5 will draw
ye, 200 dash
12 in cash, potatoes are mashed, dash dash dash
Never cook, clean, or take flights
But im a pro at lie, scam, and gaslight
There were 5
Kurdish
I would love to record my next album in my own language
My native and while I understand
Why you wouldn't want that
But if in between you Turks
We
the album, now you born again
Dry devils, come up wet devils, let the story begin
Is it, five bibles or five rifles, pray them down or shoot them dead
I hang
mentálne celkom treťohory
To čo si hocikto nedovolí
Bez nás toho veľa nebolo by
Nosíme radosť jak serotonín
Tento album je smutný plný sračiek (Úplne)
Jak
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
album baby, I came back around
By myself this time, back off the wall
Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
to her I said hello
She said: "Hey, you're kind of cute" I said: "Yes, I know, but...
By the way, sweetheart, what's your name?"
She said: "My friends
the roof
Raise the roof because it's all on fire
Not done by the sun or electrical wire
Not done by sons stricking matches with
the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm
surprise
Don't wanna be alone, I want her by my side (now)
Even though she is hard to find
Sits V.I.P., inside my mind
After every show, I see her face
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
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