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(Aye Geo got the bands huh?)
Aye
Aye
Aye
Model Y foot off the gas
Been up for a week talking bags
Getting pissed off hearing her nag
I don't want

foot tall

Riding high, feeling low
Never seen your eyes with a darker tone
Cause in your heart there's a missing part
I swear

Wish that I could

Step through to the belly of a monster, 25th that was gonna be our concert
Mans gassed and he got alotta ganja
Half way and a foot out of the closet

(Nigga I'm too lowkey for that)
My foot is on the gas though
Got my hat low, still an asshole, yeah hoe
(I'm not too lowkey for that)
Nigga, I just do

Du sang sur le maillot d'foot, ha
J'te tombe dessus comme la foudre, ha
J'saute dans la foule, j'suis en full (yah)

(?), J'débarque dans l'game,

other man
It's a necessary evil with my right foot on the gas 
we're all born to go until we can't
but the road will last

my mirror has a perfect view

sweetheart?
'Mount a man outta road a mind man pickney

Chorus
Fresh, breezy, a so me stay, clean
Gyal dem love mi foot inna mi straight jeans
Me full of sauce

6ix seh we sweeter dan a cookie 
From yuh nah medz money betta yuh nuh talk to me

Big Benz man a push while di f**ka dem a foot it 
Wi nuh haffi win di

alone at 4 AM. 

I'm falling asleep with the lights on. 
But I'm starting to see some color again. 

One foot off the ledge, but not jumping. 
Break each

foot on the gas
And push it against it like
I wanna crash baby
Give me the cake
I wanna live like I'm dying today
Like one of the cars flying over

Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy, 
Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy, 
Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy, 
Floy doy, floy doy, floy doy.

your thighs
We're feeling nine foot high 
And I start to fall 
If we disappear tonight,
No need to call 


Verse 2
I want your clothes all on my floor

On pense à ceux partis
Viens voir vers chez moi ça tire
Viens voir vers chez moi ça tire
Club de foot pas Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace

On passe

quand je lui dit "je suis au foot"
Je la dribble jusqu'à la finale
On est à deux doigts que ça parte en couilles
Tu sais quoi pas de mariage

Je lui

Best Friend's Brother

Victoria Justice

Victorious: Music from the Hit TV Show

2011

yeah-eeh, yeah yeah
A punk rock drummer and he's six foot three
I don't want to but I want to
'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and
Yeah-eeh,

Texas Size Heartache

Sybersound

Country Male

1999

a blue-eyed beauty only five-foot-three
Lay a Texas size heartache on me?

She came across so cool I didn't think that I'd get burned.
Now I'm a big ol'

Mind Blown

MC Ren

Da Villain in Black

1996

it.

(cold 187) put a foot to his ass.

(mc ren) what did you say? put a foot to his ass?

(cold187) that's right man...

(mc ren) wow, that beautiful

Beneath our feet we're holding on
All the ten foot walls
We're gonna watch 'em fall
Can't hold us anymore
As the earth quakes
This how we face the pain

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We are G・O・L・D・EN FOOT
Swindle Soccer Swindle Soccer
We are TOPPOI We are TOPPOI
Hey 無敵のチーム
100％のウィニングカットビ

You're not cool just to be cool
And I like that about you
I feel sacred in your arms

I'll be your obsession
I will lay my body at the foot of your

The only difference is
You’re a snitch little bitch

Snitch little bitch
Snitch little bitch
You five-foot piece of shit 
You’re a snitch little bitch
Snitch

light

Sad boys for life
And we carry it inside our minds
I know we should probably take our time
But, we’re living too fast
Got our foot up on the gas

Gun it 3x
Keeping my foot on da Floor
All of my niggas on go
I'm the nigga you should know
Run it 3x
Young nigga on a stroll masked up with a pole

foot foot foot!
Bâtards on veux pas de bagarre
On n'es pas des barbares demande à ton papa
Pas le temps on es toujours partant
On es connu partout