Lyrics:
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
You're my friend
You know me so well
We've got stories only we can tell
Through the ups and downs
You've been there
Always
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
You're my friend
You know me so well
We've got stories only we can tell
Through the ups and downs
You've been there
Always
star
You’ll go blind, you’ll go mad, you’ll be scoured by scars
But do you believe what the fact gougers say…?
June felt like popcorn at the end
the credentials
On instrumentals I really can put it down, yeah
They see how I'm getting down, yeah
But still
They don't like how I'm moving, man
That's fine by me
Groonte li du Celi su oe tele few Kadi two by two two by two
Groonte li du Celi su oe tele few Kadi two by two two by two by Two by
Groonte li du
As I went down for to take a little walk
I came upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was a walkin' and a talkin' by my true lover's side
And I bid him
slay instrumental god gifted my mental
Gifted I am shifting I am the gears past these struggles can't flow for a chance
Thinking like damn yeah I need me
you say you have to go.
To be with you is a heavenly breeze.
Remember me by holding me tight for tonight.
I'm waiting for you to return.
Instrumental
Song Title: : Pina' Colada Chérie. (English French Mix) Copywriter. Rosemary Buck (AKA) Waikiki
Instrumental intro beat rhythm:
I saw you
that he would write
So he sat down at her table
And they talked about the weather
98.6 and rising down by Boulder Dam that night
Chorus
Now he's traded
yeah)
What time we takin' off today? My type of stress (stress)
I send them boys by, but surprise they gon' collect (ooh, yeah)
Ain't seen your ass in
he passes by, they all invite him
He'll clap his hands and sing and dance and talk his baby talk.
With a hole in pants and his knees stick out, he's
to you.
He's, he's from um, the Czech Republic.
And I wanted to read you this quick letter by the cat because he's just amazing. And he wrote one
a land by the sand, grab the money
Plastic the life, end of the century
People actin' fake can't see the omens
Wake up yourself â??cause change is
Always looking backward instead of moving forward reminiscing on days gone by in a state of constant mental torture forever wondering
lied[02:25.25]Would you let me by your side?[02:28.63]Seems like we both can't decide, woah[02:35.56]If you knew how much I lied[02:38.98]Would you let me by your
this a bitch y'all figure
It only takes a trigger and 12.98 plus tax to potentially murder 50 niggas
So motherfuckers better duck like Daffy
Cause
Today he traded his big '98 Oldsmobile
He got a heck of a deal
On a new Porsche car
He ain't wearing his usual grey business suit
He's got jeans
a star for that shit,
And you can learn a lot by jacking jacking my style
jacking jacking my style, Y?all been jacking for a while,
Fresh from Argentini,
the freaky bitches
Fuck 'em all day and fuck 'em all night
We don't love these hoes
(I want a remix again, I think I want a remix again)
(Bad Boy, 98)
You
and we winning by ten
We proudly win, we all -? - up
(Boo) You in my house, you get no love
We be balling
Everybody likes sort of plays we calling
Your
„Smash" na taśmie
Ta nieważne jak znajdę to ci oddam
W '98 bym nie oddał to norma
Nie nosiłbym ci teczki ty byś miała mnie za głupka
Pewnie bym ci ją
98' kurwa, 16 czwórek
4 szesnastki kurwa, jak chcesz
Michu zajebisty jest ten bit, wiesz?
Jak Mobb Deep
Nie pasuje Ci to, to wyjazd
Odbij cipo,
years gone by, and I'm stuck working nine to five
That 98 Corolla, rusted and totalled
I kept the spare key but nothing else survived
Not seventeen, not
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