Lyrics:
gonna make it loose
No hard feelings
It is the game now
We fight for freedom
The gang ain't fair
Killing niggas on, a daily basis
I need God, on a daily
I don’t recognise
I want you undressed with my hands in your hair
Tell me come over
And I’m already there
The way you feel no it just isn’t fair
fair
Recipe for a disaster
When I'm just try'na take my time
Stroke is gettin' deep and faster
You're screamin' like I'm outta line
Who came
My bitch too goddamn cold, she need a Moncler (Moncler)
Ain't renegades with your love, I gotta play fair (play fair)
When I hit that spot, she be
Well, on a train, I met a dame
She's kinda handsome but kinda looked the same
She were pretty, from New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair
YoungBoy a dirty bitch (Kentrell)
I got these hoes talkin' 'bout it ain't fair, huh? (Bitch)
I got lil' shawty wanna fuck, she already been everywhere
I
skeletons I am sure
You think everyone's kicking up their feet
And you show the life of easy street
You gotta make it fair and maintain
Improve your
DIX HUIT JOURS
Tu es parti pour dix huit jours
Mais dix huit jours
Que c’est long que c’est long
Tu es parti pour dix huit jours
Que vais-je fair
can make it just remember to beware
That all in love is fair
The situation vacant now has got the blues
The obituary column's making front page
name, her real name is Linda Lu
She's so fine, fair and pretty
You never know what my baby's gonna do, my Linda Lu
Now when she walks down the street
All
bags
Yo, where's my tea caddy?
(This life, that life)
Life isn't fine but we all can try
(Not fair, it's not right)
Doing my thing I'm just
Keeping my
La, la, la, la da da, la, da
La, la, la, la da da, la, da
Sharpened tongues fair painted divers
Forearms rest in streams of silver
Golden people
and crown.
Fair are the meadows, fairer still the woodlands,
Robed in the blooming garb of spring;
Jesus is fairer, Jesus is purer,
Who makes the woeful
of night
I can dream, what I want I get
Out of touch with all that kitchen jive
Wildcat days, lonely nights
Fair is foul, foul is fair
I cry out loud
and his lady fair
On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
'Twas Joseph and his lady fair
On Christmas Day in the morning (Hey)
Oh he did whistle and she did
wouldn't be fair
'Cause precious and few are the moments we two can share.
Baby, it's you on my mind, our love is so rare.
Being with you is
Well on a train, I met a dame
She rather handsome
We kinda look the same
She was pretty
From New York City
I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
wouldn't be fair to you
So I'm tryna keep this flowin' (oh)
Fuck around and catch me in that Rolls with some tissue
Shittin' on these niggas and I'm
So I make you happy
And I make you sick
Forget the traffic
I'm used to all of it
It's no fair to say
I'm only taking what I need
Don't feel so
part, I hear her say
But with the dawn my dreams have gone astray
I hear the voice of my land
A-callin' me it seems
Those fair Hawaiian islands
My
It's of a fair and handsome girl, she's all in her tender years
She fell in love with a sailor boy and it's true that she loved him well
For to go
from coast to coast
The winner ain't the one whose straight
But he who lies the most
Now voting rights in this fair land
We know are not denied
But if I
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay
and from Galway to Dublin town,
No maid I've seen like the fair colleen
that I met in the County Down.
As she onward
for lee i'm cement, but behind the buttons on my blouse my heart is bent
between fair weather and a woman who may never be. a woman who would be me.
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