Lyrics:
I just wanna watch days go by
Only with you by my side
Got baggage we can take it in strides
All you like to do is lay and lie
What's going through
PAY PAL
ELA AMA UMA GRIFE DOLCE GABANNA COMBINA É O LAUDO
PARECE ESTRANHO CONFESSO MEU BEM QUE TO OBCECADO
I GOT STAY ON MY MIND
RACKS ON RACKS
That doesn't like to shout, fuck it
I'll give 'em somethin' to chew on
Somethin' to talk about (no doubt)
Snap, crackle, pop rock
I never had a sawed-off
post (No)
My homie found Elohim that’s like someone loosening grip on the choke (Yahweh)
We all in the grip of the hold (Yahweh)
This the Donald Trump
distracted by Mohani's prettiness)
Bam bhola shiv dani
(All hail, the generous Lord Shiva!)
Pathar padal akil pe unke
(Even Lord Shiva's mind got distracted)
I got a lot to learn, and you don't tell me but you got your reasons
I thought I'd take my turn to break and make you pick up all the pieces
Figured
Well, I went down to the Grundy County Auction
Where I saw something I just had to have
My mind told me I should proceed with caution
But my heart
off my chest (oh, oh-oh)
Young and rich, I got it poppin' by myself
Baby, you a liability (yeah)
Cross me once and I be out in a flash
I can show
I'm an animal
You got me losing control
You got me losing control
You got me losing control
It's not right, oh
I can't take it no more, girl
I
complicated, baby. Yuh!)
And by perfection
My mind's tied down and sectioned
I want it right
It's ideal for any architect; straight drafting all day
But I recall
(Might not be rocket science)
And also I don't really mind it
(I don't really mind it, no, no)
What's in my heart, is in my head
And I've got a Mind Reader
Teach me, what's your reality
When I was younger, I was tough and bold
When I got older, people said ""Act old""
I'm in no man's land, and wonder what
how it deceives
And you beliefs, is silent
Tell your people dialogue
Still you got to maintain conviction
And never trying to stop and I do not, know
No
"Yeah! You already know what it is mane it's-"
I still got a mill' on my mind, after all of this time I ask how can I start it up
Was bad in them
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
mind
I got murder on my mind, I got murder on my mind (I got murder on my mind)
Bite like tarantula, bitch, I'm a animal
Melly's a savage, no he not
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
Like youve got the sauce no dollop
She call me superman or Cah-Lark
She call me superman or Cah-Lark
She call me superman or Cah-Lark (yar)
I be
yé yèh .
You di ya moh hein, no be na jazzy.
Man pass man, gros mbit na zizi.
Than style di pach u?
Combi na crazyyy.
I beck tiouss me, my bèlèh di
importado
Olha só u neguinho breck de assalto
Lupa na cara desviando mal olhado
Acende o skank o beck já tá bolado
Ela senta pra nós
Ela sentaaa
Ela
motherfuckers in the cold
No need to be told, cause when you got a million po' people
Gettin ganked, by a few that are rich and evil
But it's illegal,
at me
Pull your panties to the side
I know this girl with boots on she's turned on by wearin G strings
She likes her thongs with my fingers all
Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin' nude.
Well I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty
soared to new heights by
Literally thinking outside the box
You fell into depression 'cause Spider-Man
Ruined all your plots
At Hollywood's beck and call
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