Lyrics:
eyes
She's got worms in her mouth, spiderwebs in her hair
Yeah she may be fucking dead but (I don't care, yeah)
D E A D, she's my graveyard baby
D
tomber
Elle sortait d'la bouche du métro
J'ai vu briller ton couteau
Tu as cherché à te venger
La marquer, lui faire payer
Ah, j'te cause,
""D.A.N.C.E. D.I.N""
""D.A.N.C.E. D.I.N""
""D.N.D.N.D.N.""
I've got the beat
I've got the song,
I've got the rhythm,
it's contagious,
sing along
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things we would do
Then, the busy years went rushing by us
We lost our starry notions on the way
If, by chance, I'd see you in the tavern,
We'd smile
the sports package on my Range
I just did, did the pink for the pink effect
D-D-D-Diamonds on my neck for the link effect
And I was wonderin' if I could
Fly like a private plane
Don't let this feelin'
D-d-don't let this feelin' fade
Turn it up, let me hear you live
Don't let this feelin'
Don't,
fantasy we're running wild
D-d-d-dizzee!
Rascala? Double the dollar
I'm a jet-settin' bredda, more hits than a white collar
But I can't be boxed,
get this playboy bunny like Hugh Heph, sigh
Rastafari'
Dutty dutty d-d-d-dutty
What if you would just come right out of these clothes
You can finally
let this feelin'
D-d don't let this feelin' fade
Turn it up, let me hear you live
Don't let this feelin'
Don't, don't let this feelin' fade
One life,
GOD LOVES
6/8 time D c D c
D
God loves the Swiss
c
Ethiopians too
G
cll of Indonesia
D c
cnd the men of Peru
Il m'faut million d'euros, million d'euros, oh, oh
Million d'euros, million d'euros, oh, oh
Million d'euros, million d'euros, oh, oh
Million
beat de JM
J'remplis l'stade, c'est Disiz
J'suis de-spee comme tu aimes
Fait pas d'excès d'zèle
Danse pas trop, tu vas t'péter l'zen
Disiz la Peste! JM
D'extase
Au cours d'un doux balancé
D'extase
Retenu par des sables brûlants
D'extase
Sous le coup d'un palpé
D'extase
Le coeur au volant
Toute cette
Okay, j'avais ton âge y a à peu près ton âge
Le passage à l'âge adulte est glissant dans les virages
Devenir un homme y a pas d'stage, pas
know the sound of D, shout it out loud! (D, D!)
If you know the sound of D, shout it out loud! (D, D!)
If you know the sound of D, then dogs and ducks
fix
But I'm breaking her back until 6
Eating good we at d&d
Put ah nigga on d&d
Put a bitch on d&d
Only nigga I fw is me
think nobody safe anymore
Woah, yeah, woah!
A.D.H.D, nothing fazing me
A.D.H.D, nothing fazing me, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
A.D.H.D, I got addy
at your master's land
They lying 'bout my greatness I'm d greatest
Check my wrist now gold plated
Twelve ticks shadin in d big rocks
My seat elevated praise
to go
Kill
He said she was before a D-Boy
You've got to tell me what I am
It's me, Don White
The All-American
You tell me what I am
Inside, what up
d-d-don't need bombs
We don't need bombs, we got fire kites (fire kites)
Say we don't need bombs, we got fire kites (yeah)
Say we don't need bombs, we got
But I don't care, Just wanna drink.
Give me alcohol
Gan! Gan! Gan!
Go crazy out of mind
D.O.D. Nought to choose.
D.O.D. Call me stupid.
D.O.D. Fuckin'
/C# D D/E A9 A/C#
Se não for eu, quem vai ser o sal da terra
D Bm7 E4 E
Para o sofrimento aliviar?
F#m
Se não for eu...
A/E D
Quem vai servir?
E F#m
Flow au-d'ssus d'un nid de coucou
Flow au-d'ssus d'un nid de coucou
Si, moi, j'déraille? Ah, non, pas du tout
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