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Han-han, han-han, han-han Say hello to my little friend, poucave, le bail est résilié J'peux mettre un diamant au doigt d'une tain-p', Gucci gang
V.1 W h o ' s t h e s a d g i r l i n t h e m i r r o r ? W h a t h a p p e n e d t o t h e y u l e t i d e c h e e r ? H o w d i d I
alone bitch I don't need you I swear to God I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T that's me I swear to God Fuck a hand out pull a plan out I swear to God
and sisters... GODspeed with ya G-O-D-S-P-E-E-D G-O-D-S-P-E-E-D Ey yo this life ain't fair no pony rides here Just a trip around the sun that'll last a couple
Yeah, She my little M-I-S-S-I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T Like, she don't need a man, she don't even need me But lovin' on this girl make me write an EP She
little romance Was on the strict Q.T. So if you want your freedom P.D.Q. Divorce me C.O.D. I won't be around To hear you cry I'm Texas bound
pluie est chaude quand y'a mort d'homme P't'être que j'suis drogué J'vois plus trop bien quand j'veux ma dose J'sais pas si on peut en discuter Y'a d
La fille de l’herbe Ce sont des morceaux de bonheur Comme une luciole un soir d’été Un p’tit bout d’espoir, une lueur semblant disparus à jamais je
little romance Was on the strict Q.T. So if you want your freedom P.D.Q. Divorce me C.O.D. I won't be around To hear you cry I'm Texas bound
in I.C.U. Like I see you at the BP, shot 'em off G.P. Guns from VA, PA, down to D.C. D.O.A. if you short up on my P.C. See-74 switched 'em over to P
uh, yeah It's easy as a-b-c-d-e-f-g-h-ij-k Bitch I been a P uh huh, P-IM-P Uh huh, P-IM-P a-b-c-d-e-f-g-h-ij-k Bitch I been a P uh huh, P-IM-P Uh huh,
'is d'rien Du temps p'is du matin (Ho, il faisait beau hier hein) Tu m'parles de ton frère Martin (Il fait moins beau aujourd'hui par exemple) Ça s'voit
Un p'tit pète d'OG Kush dans la bouche J'tire une latte et mon âme sort d'sa couche Quand j'me couche Avec un p'tit pète d'OG Kush Faut tout misé sur
(Yo, yo) j'ai que des frères, khoya, j'ai pas d'amis Quinze ans d'carrière, mon p'tit, j'ai pas dormi Mon banquier m'voit comme une machine à fric
Awright Got him! Awright, ay, the L.A.P.D., The O.P.D., The Richmond P.D., Detroit P.D., ay Ay fuck it, fuck it, the whole, the whole motherfuckin
little romance Was on the strict Q.T. So if you want your freedom P.D.Q. Divorce me C.O.D. I won't be around To hear you cry I'm Texas bound
S a l í d i s p a r a d a c o m o u n r a y o e l é c t r i c o O l o r e s q u e s e a g o l p a b a n e n t r e v i v o s r e
Said all my niggas All my niggas Just a youngin' on the d-o-t, feel on p-o-i-n-t Youngin' on the d-o-t, feel on p-o-i-n-t Said, if you see 'em point
P-R-N-D-L that's Prindle Throw it in reverse pull it back that simple P-R-N-D-L that's Prindle Bouta take a drive turn the wheel round signal
deal with cashapp You know geez where cash at This your skeez? bet she leave with a bad back D2P thats the motto and the hashtag Yo Im in the streets
know the time indeed, y'all need to Take heed y'all Get a little P-5-D y'all Straight from the town of Phil-ly y'all But we about to give you what
That'll get 'em up in I.C.U. Like I see you at the BP, shot 'em off G.P. Guns from VA, PA, down to D.C. D.O.A. if you short up on my P.C. C-74 switched
Xavier Tu crois qu'c'est d'la magie Regarde-moi dans les deux yeux Tu verras le reflet d'mon âme Et crois-moi, j'ai fait d'mon mieux P't-être qu'un
romance Was on the strict Q.T. So if you want your freedom P.D.Q. Divorce me C.O.D. I won't be around To hear you cry I'm Texas bound And by and by You
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