Lyrics:
só o corpo dele é arrogante
O Nigga tá brisado no meu ba ba bare
O amigo dele diz que é azare
Hey f.c.k nigga
Vai cuidar da tua vida
Eu sou o Poison
así, no quiero que duermas sola
Yeah
N-I-C-K
Nicky-Nicky-Nicky Jam
Sky Rompiendo El Bajo
Myke Towers, baby
La Industria Inc
Dímelo, Río
Huh
I take the king outa kingdom
Im about f.r.e.e freedom
If you don't n.e.e.d need em
I be like f.u.c.k leave em
That's why they all want a piece of my
consumiría,
dos cuerpos amargos haciendo miel
CRÉDITOS DE LA CANCIÓN
B.R.A.C.K.O
GUERRERO RECORD´S
VJ WOLFGANG
SINFONÍA DE LA NOCHE STUDIOS
CORO 3
love it Harry
Make me feel like Tyler perry
F u c k me
Like it was Sunday
And your jobs scary
Monday morning
Got you blowing my phone up
Asking for Harry
fuertes
Quiero tenerte
Y no te voy a negar (ah, ah) (ba-ba-ba-ba-baila, placata, placata)
N.I.C.K (como ella lo mueve, sin parar, sin parar)
J Balvin man
D.U.C.K - Ritual
Refrão:
Foi forte o meu ritual, foi forte o meu ritual
Então bate o tambor pra esse preto, então bate o tambor pra esse preto
ousada
Rafa bastos, Louis C.K.
Expondo a acara a tapa
Cada passo, mais poder
Palavras têm efeitos colaterais
Faz o clero crer, em crença
Coordenada
With a different flow my bro
I got so many flows i don't even know
I don't even know bitch
I don't even care
I.d.e.k.
I.d.e.c.
(Ay)
I can rap tho
But
más
llegó y te anoto otro
y ahora si a festejar
Z-N-O-C-K
yeah, Spaceboys
sigues siendo mía (Sigues siendo mía)
Por más que no exista un ""nosotros""
¿Por qué no pasaría? ¿Por qué eso no pasaría?
Yeah
L-U-C-K
Dímelo, Renzo
Este
Club
F.U.C. K - я пробираюсь в провода
N. B. A - flayin` away, I`m always high
0 рублей – это твей пизде цена
Всё окей, потому что Havana Club
Viva
me smoke)
W K I G
now you see why
sometimes you just gotta swallow your pride
let that truth out
an let that bitch shine
(let that bitch shine)
you
F U C K, курят жирный член и байтят Yung Thug'a.
Артистов навалом. Потеснюсь тут по фану! Okay!
Come get it! Нескончаемая fata morgana нас так
religion for the sluts
Looking for a nut or trickin' for the butt
Nah, I don't really give a F - U
C-K replay, aiming at your nephew
Been a long time I'm not
Find more flows, good flowing as well
Generous heart, stay sharing my wealth
Evil is the man hoarding shit for himself
R-e-s-p-e-c-k
Put that shit on my
spray
Then jump onna beat
Ash in the tray
Like smokin tha weed
I was so broke
But i'll be okay b
I hit my bitch from the B-A-C-K
She ride the dick
journey, Imma risk it
I just like the way she eye me down, shorty different
Keep me with a rock c**k
Girl this ride is nonstop
But if I smell the ocean then
otras mujeres tú eres la que un día se fue
No quiero verte otra vez
Standcrazy
Luckyboys
R-i-c-k
Sitio
Canto en una sala con luces ultravioleta
Kid team VLC L U C K fuck fekas
Escribiendo notas cómo Randall
Haciendo que camines
Como cuando estrenas bambas
t-h-r-o-a-t
OOF
Scope on my motherfucking
D-I-C-K
Her face like a canvas with the t-a-r-g-e-t
Ooh Aye
Bitch it’s Young Nut Quick
On the track
Bust a nut on her
раньше чем могла представить
Пуси словно из UK
Любит Louis, Philipp Plein
Шутки как Louis C. K
Хочет в круг моих друзей
Wavy stoner
Я студийный БОМЖ
got that lyrical dose, hit em with the rhythm on the low, keeping em on they toes
These wack rappers getting exposed
You can't [be] ha tsu C K I N G
lips are pressed upon it
Yo bitch you met the hornet I don't think get the portrait
So Im a spell it out for ya F.U.C.K. you... language!
Ain't saying
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