Lyrics:
got no regrets Jerry
But I can't speak for my daughter
Oh my god! this family's
Such an embarrassment
Nobody asked you Summer
Come back when you
custom made no Versace
My wrist game on time never tardy
Bitch! Stop checking for me
Niggas keep coming for me
But get no fucks from me
Bitch! Bitch!
Oh, oh
Yeah
It's my tape, man (oh)
Listen to my tape
(I've waited, I've waited) I've waited
(Time went by) Yeah, yeah
(All I could do is cry)
Music and Lyrics by Rudi Claase
Written and composed for Michelle Grace
©️Universal Music Publishing
Ek glo in jou, ek glo in my hart
Ek staan by
the bizarre
Notes in my ears and songs on the chart
But I'm all alone in my heart
Said I'm all alone in my hart
No more bad days till death do us part
Friends
ho)
I wanna be yo let me fuck that nigga down
What’s that? My ghetto love song hahaha
(Set it off, set it off) let’s be friends
(Where my niggas at)
full court)
(Media press)
Yeah, my weed lit,
My glass chill,
Couldn't be concerned that's how a hater feel
Car service only opportunity for rest,
In
play, more than a lot
Give it a shot, verses cannot be made by a bot
Words from the heart are what I've got
My hug is warm and my kiss is hot
Music
ben snel weg als een drive by
Bitch I'm a Savage, ik wil een bad bitch
Ik snatch je hart girl, welcome to my world
Ik laat je alles zien, want girl je
Looking at you from
The bottom while you're gunning for the top
I never had a friend i only
Have had acquaintances in my
Life back when I used to
Party,
London Good News And Testimony Bouncing Baby Boy Look How Sweet It Is To Have A Children All My Friends Enjoy With Me For Is Good To Have Children Oh
Mex don't understand tha game
Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang
I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man
Hoggin and doggin
Mex don't understand tha game
Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang
I can't do it cause I'm all about my money man
Hoggin and doggin
When I'm at the bus stop and you drive by in your mom's car
You tell me the bus already left
Cause you're my best friend!
When I'm at the locker
sometimes
We don't even know names sometimes
Friends with benefit, no crimes
Bringing it back to, no time
No mixtures in, in my class
No green face in, in my
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
There is
the hundred take it one by one
This is ragga with the inspiration
I can only sing of destruction today
'Cause my people are shedding blood everywhere
you and Beth man
Just know you would have been my best man
Well OK
Well OK
Well OK
Well OK
Now can we please put a prism in the sky
Can we please put
came to win, ain't looking for friends
Just to do what we gotta to be champions
Like stompin' again and again, to defeat
Cause to know victory you gotta
don't get
Hella dedicated and I swear I'm coming next
Best in the Beth I need that for a flex
Only 2 could top me I'm top 3 show respect
Like 1, yeah 2,
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
like
I'm thinking about somebody
And I'm thinking about another one and another one
But I hope you heard me
And please don't take offense by it
My
BLcME
STOP cCTIN UH cRE LOOKIN LcME (lookin lame)
STOP cCTIN cS UH REcLLY CcRE (really care )
STOP cCTIN THcT YOUR REcLLY MY FRIEND (really my friend
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