Lyrics:
zvědavý kdy poslední album kdy poslední bars dopíšu
Vím že jsou tu lidi co by mě bodli dali do břicha dyku
Nemám čas na problémy tak prosím tě zavři už píču
with the shrimp like you know
Oh damn almost got ate
Got ate by a snake and I almost got ate
I'm a shrimp it's the end of the album of the album
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen to
This the greatest fucking album you gon listen
swear my lyrics won’t be half as bad
I’ll write all the music
But the drums will still be played by Chad
Let me write Chili Peppers an album
Let me write
Savage
Cause, Devil’s got me locked by the balls
Inside my soul, good and evil fighting a war
Mixed feelings like Remi and cranberry, a man
How will he
Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's
lame
I'm tolerant to pain but that's my chick
Heliyoyliye is the saying, JayKé got an album he ain't playing
Mama making oatmeal with the raisins
Pause
Everywhere I go I walk inside with my heat
Connor need six pounds I told him give me bout a week
He got two bands for a album feature and some pinks
comme une grande série
Douce et amère comme la cranberry
J'suis bloqué dans le trom', j'suis encore serré
Y'aura pas toujours des gadgets quand t'appel
sprite no cranberry
In my lean hoe
Droppin albums I go crazy rapping kilos
I turn the light switch off
I'm back in ghost mode
I can't be lenient this beat
hurt the lady
Nah I ain't even like that
But don't tell me maybe
Create distance
Cause I really get crazy
I gave pineapple and cranberry
Now the bitch
Falling down onto my knees
Call the sexy on the table police
Hello, You´ve reached the Myrra album Kalk
How can I be of an assistance
Hi, five spice
Can you
into my midnight slumbers.
When you're lying awake with a dismal headache and
Repose is taboo'd by anxiety,
I conceive you may use any language you
a cranberry
With a caramel baddie
Who tastes like raspberrys
Trunk full of strawberries
Heading out to Sudbury
Keep the iron like mulberries
Timeless Mulberry
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
If
quite a lot. maybe that's normal when the band's not
On the scene for a while. but after that it feels really good to have,
Actually, a new album ready
but you let it go by, yee
I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (oh, shit)
cups of Christmas cheer
I just need to catch my breath
Christmas by myself this year
Calendar picture, frozen landscape
Chilled this room for
to smile
`Cause you know that I'm about to servin'
Christmas dinner country style
Christmas dinner country style
Everybody's sittin' by your head
to smile
`Cause you know that I'm about to servin'
Christmas dinner country style
Christmas dinner country style
Everybody's sittin' by your head
caught me a baddie
Cranberry cups with the matic
Throw a half a brick at Magic
18-5 on a Monday
I'm a renegade with the money
Like the way I scrape
I feel—I feel compelled to[01:40.71]I—I was inspired by other outros like Note to Self by J. Cole on 2014[01:51.24]I listen to the whole album top
cranberry fuckin' up my balls
That's my dog, yeah, we done got it off the ground
Turned it to Ruff Ryders, gave niggas a new sound
You heard I was from
all over the world
I'm in New York at the Puerto Rican Day Parade
Then at night, I'm in New Orleans drinkin' hand grenades
Outnumbered by
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