Lyrics:
B.E.C. bec in balls
Inside J. puff de singe équitox
Flamme sur l'téco d'l'hélico comme un gosse
Bête de somme
Pas pour moi non
Donner maintenant
rolling along
Can't stop the smooth runnin' when the shit's running strong
Broke my bindings, the lion with wings
Preaching his word in the B. Boy sing
Are you ready
Aye I'm a slime nothing less
Said she a slide
A. not to much I just want for the night
B. for the plan if you taking it right
C. that
maladroit kalashé (pah, pah)
Tu connais la réput', tout l'monde sait qu'on a pas lâché (gang)
J'connais pas l'panaché (nan) j'connais que la B.S (gang)
Writers B. Eggers, J. Eggers
Copyright 1970
It ain't fair for you to leave me cold and cryin' in the night
It ain't fair to take your body from my
j'tombe j'sais qu'dans l'coffre y'aura toujours un plan B.
Regarde pas derrière y'a pas besoin d'remord
Qu'importe les manières un blason ça s'redors
Chaque
M.F. sample}
Introducing Mayte (Hello darling, so where're we gonna go?)
Tony M., Kirky J. and Damon D.
(I wanna be loved 2 the 9's, 2 the 9's) {Love 2
M. J. B.
Uh yea, now girl step up to Kiss
You sippin' red zyphandile, step up to crys
The coupe got 19's, the chain's got nice gleam
Girlfriend,
B. Screet
Lil Pump
Lil Pump saved the Rap game like a poet (Yeah)
Lil Pump saved the Rap game like a poet (Woo woo)
Smokepurpp saved the Rap game
B. Screet
Lil Pump
Lil Pump saved the Rap game like a poet (yeah)
Lil Pump saved the Rap game like a poet
Smokepurpp saved the Rap game like a poet
Ganxta Zolee a Döglégy
egy gringó, aki öl
Lóri B. a jumen bí-basz haver
egy gringó, aki öl
Ganxta Steeve a Halott mikrofon
egy gringó, aki
twilight zone
My time is mine and they know they can't get
J. B. tool me you got to hit and he quitted
I'm never gonna go where you want me to go,
twilight zone
My time is mine and they know they can't get
J. B. tool me you got to hit and he quitted
I'm never gonna go where you want me to go,
shit's real
You a target, niggaz in Houston want you killed
Facemob until it's over, Southside the pipes
Dirty Third in this bitch, J. Prince for life
Unless
Guy Mitchell
Written by Robert Hargreaves, Stanley J. Damerell, Tolchard Evans, and Henry B. Tilsley
Peaked at # 16 in 1951
Competing
glad to say
Tech ain't need a track and turn me loose like J. Obama way
So you know I gotta do it like I'm spazzin'
I really get it crackin', never
t'hésite a lâcher tout
J'etait casser dans l'hood jsuis en fer a présent
C'est ça l'paradis j'trouve l'enfer apaisant
Trouve moi dans la rue avec R. A. B. Z
there, huh
This uh, this uh, this uh, learnin' to impress Megan Fox, like box, am I Michael B. or Rocky
Am I too cocky?
And I felt so sad when one of my
complète d'un ami musicien
Un petit guitariste nommé Johnny B. Goode
Parti chercher fortune un jour à Hollywood
Bye bye bye bye, bye bye bye bye
Bye bye
toujours
Sans remord ni détour
Le système on le fourre
[Cory]
Mise en contexte
Sexe mâle 29 ans
Prestataire du B.S
J’ai des caries din dents
Dans l’coin du
J. B. you know that I need you, Lord I need you in South Korea
Sweetheart please don't you worry, I just begin to fly in the air
Sweetheart please
j'ai des num de gadji sur mon phone
J'vais surement pas mourir de vieillesse
J'suis dans le 4.4, ça glisse j'compte sur la B.S
En chasse demi tour
Concentre-toi donc sul' vocabulaire (word up!)
Son nom c'tait Chrystianne B.
Blanche 15 ans avait envie d'un bébé
Les Blancs pour elle étaient OK
C'est les Noirs
steady tellin' me
Before Obama, we had Eric B. (woo)
Or Tony Lewis out in D.C.
The eighties kingpins, gotta free them
All these faces, they ain't
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