Lyrics:
Keeping it straight like I'm
On a zipline can never be shaky
Topping my way up so fuck all the hate
I never pass out I pop a me E
Slide me your finsta let's
G
Vou fazer um café pra depois
Am F E
Te esperar
Am F Am Em
Ela tem a cor
Gm
É melhor esquecer
Gm F
Querubim, Querubim, Querubim não dá
caminho a percorrer
G D/F#
A escuridão cedeu lugar
Em Em/D
Um desejo de transformar
Am Am/G
Seguir e amar
D
Salmo 41(42) - Sábado da 30ª Semana do Tempo Comum
Música de Pe. Wenderson Nascimento
Cm F Cm F Cm
hm
If no be you
Hm hm hm hm
Me no gree oh oh
Hm hm hm hm
I f y d i n o gat you for life
Ifydino gat you
I f y d i n o gat you for life
Ifydino gat
a minha gang curtir lá no auge
Eu 'tou a girar esse money um coche
Eu vou f*d*-la mas também só hoje 2X
Deixa essa b*tc* me fazer um brox*
(Verso)
Dm G
De Jesus Cristo meu Senhor
F G Am C
A Verdade conhecereis
F G Am
E Ela vos libertará
F
Dm G
De Jesus Cristo meu Senhor
F G Am C
A Verdade conhecereis
F G Am
E Ela vos libertará
F
vezes 10 e mais 100 vezes 100
Tamos no topo, we dont give a f***
(uh)
Tamos no topo, we dont give a f***
(uh)
Tamos no topo...
Tenho X valor mano eu
that (f- f) on me
I couldn’t go back to what i was
And you still ride on E
Pockets full of cheddar cheese
We pop out we 7 deep
Took me she wanna all
came along to save me how can l repay you
E ba mi lalujo
Alujo alujo oba toh marvelous
Oba toh oba toh oba toh marvellous
Glory and honour f'oba toh
hugo boss
Im winning, can't take a loss
I got different flows
I suppose, i'm a goat
I keep it M.O.E (Money Over Everything)
I keep it F.O.E (Family Over
None of my shit is ever fake though
Y'all pouring Robitussin into your Faygo
H*es are real, I can't f*ck with a fake h*e
H*es on vacation so I call her
mind spike
Wait feel like a fien can't stop sipping lean
I feel like a king but I don't even dream
They really be wondering what's going in my L I F E
E-Inami
Yeah
Bathi ng'wile kodwa ng'mile, they can't understand me
Why you gotta make an analysis of the way I'm standing?
Studying all my moves like
24karat, yeah cause mama sing
Or wait s**t h*e I think I rap
B****es always pressed
Lexi all about them stacks
Lemme tell you wassup'
It's the miss I'm
Ay29 on this muh'f—) He-he-he-he-he-he
(Ooh)
(Ooh, CADENCE) Uh (Tuh), yeah, ayy (Hee-hee)
(Ooh) Yeah, you know what the fuck I'm sayin'?
I been
yeah, oh yeah
(F-ck what them haters say! )
S.E.X.Y. we don't need no alibi
We're sexy, yeah, yeah, we're sexy!
S.E.X.Y. we don't need no alibi
homme arrive pour demander la main de sa fille. [Vous qui écoutez le conte, vous répondrez : « Oh, ça y'est é »]
cbok wa bak ovenga
Oh, ça y'est é
Te wa
Bands, n****s don't like when you fly as f***
But I'm fly as f***
When they see my face they be lighting up, up
They be lookin' til their hair
a ditch of dead mics, yeah, I am a killer
The only F’s I ever gave are middle fingers
So no, don't even ask me if I feel ya
Cause I'm cruel baby, watch gon'
other plans
I'm gone catch a Uber to you
Boy f**k that 30 day rule
Want you to f**k me (and then)
Tell me you love me (cause I)
Just need your lovin'
Ooo I'm about to lose it
If a mother f***er try me stupid
Pop a perc vibe out to the music
Good vibes over here you can cool it
I'm about to lose
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