Lyrics:
Tu n'auras pas mon p'tit frère
Je le garde tout à moi
Tu n'auras pas mon p'tit frère
Y'a rien à faire
Tu n'auras pas mon p'tit frère
Je le garde tout
Ka$h, Ka$h don't make beats, he make
Beautiful music, one-two-one-two
My man Murs, what's up Murs?
Beautiful music
Yo, beautiful music it raised me
kundalini
But I can't spell it
Isn't there an h?
K U H N D A, no
K U N D A H, no
K U N D H Y,
K U H N D A H Y
Oh my god I just killed a bug
I guess
the air she gone pick up the pile
This big shit we smoke out the pound
Drip drip make yo b***h flip flip
Let a n***a play with da team let it rip rip
invite her friend round and get my second f***
Girls wanna play with the guy
Body 10/10 but her face is alright
Came I arrived then I c*** i* h** e**
Then
H'wag mong isipin yon
Hindi ka no'n mahal
H'wag yang katangahan mo ang pinapairal
Alam mo nang niloloko ka n'ya
Pero nagbubulag-bulagan ka
Hindi mo
to da L to da U N T
H A L F A 出击
T H double E N D
原地起飞专治你的颈椎
树根子煮的汤难喝也干杯
屋里没有暖气用干邑来暖胃
我们太燥蔫的根本不敢体会
设备在敲老学校在支招儿
从头到脚震动每个细胞
抱上一筐黑胶燃料充分燃烧
升倍儿他妈高环境云雾缭绕
Oh my God, oh my God Oh my God, oh my God Gang, Gang
cye, uh, If****d that b***h in the back of a brand new coupe
Run up on me I extended the mag' I
Oh my God, oh my God Oh my God, oh my God Gang, Gang
cye, uh, If****d that b***h in the back of a brand new coupe
Run up on me I extended the mag' I
lineless
Yo bars be subpar
Seem like you hard
N***a I'd rather be timeless
You could never stress me baby and
Try and hex me daily
I'm too reckless
Oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my God
Gang, Gang
cye, uh, I f****d that b***h in the back of a brand new coupe
Run up on me I extended the mag'
bago mong litrato
Alam ba n'yang may girlfriend ka dito sa malayo
Baby h'wag mag-alala wala 'kong tinatago
Kung alam mo lang sa'yo lahat ng aking plano
what you are
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M N O P
Q R S T U V
W X Y and Z
Now I know my A B C’s
Next time won’t you sing with me?
h-es might as well gone and queen em ohh
Just see this sh- t from my perspective and I dont trust these n-ggas sh-t im always in protection
And I dont
I throw my H's up
Double cup, what's in my cup
Roll'n up what's in my blunt
Don't give no fucks
Caus I'm turn'n up
I drive the boat to Miami
Fly
“Outline”
Got it, stacking, capping Got it, stacking
VERSE 1
Money outlining my pocket
My b***h told me I need a wallet
I told her just leave it I
l'monde est rentré dans ta p'tite amie, au quartier on l'appelle HDMI
Un couplet vaut plus que ta PME, khoya j'ai grandi dans la H-A-I-N-E
Parti de rien
J'rentre sur le terrain d'foot
J'fais du kung-fu comme Inazuma Eleven
J'suis la à n'importe quelle heure
Chaise quechua une p'tite teille de jafaden
CRF ou KTM, Audi RS3 ou BM
Bébé, tu fais quoi ce soir?
P'tite gâterie si t'as tes règles
J'ai grandi dans HLM, en Prada, j'oublie H&M
J'ai les
S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G ショッピングモール!
パッパッパラッパ (shopping mall) パッパッパラッパ
パッパッパラッパ (アイヤサッサー) パッパッパラッパ
「さあ 始まりました とある一つの恋の物語 OK ready go!」
やって来ました
Hey princesse
J'te regarde depuis tout à l'heure
En train d'enchainer les cocktails au bar du nightclub
Malgré ton p'tit air supérieur
J'vois qu't'as
bosse, c'est d'la frappe, c'est d'la dosidos
Il m'faut un colis d'Espagne, un p'tit Audi S-Line
Brolik Verbal, Pelé, Ronnie, R Nine
Sans forcer,
ça coule de ta narine, j'm'étouffe, T.H.c, gaz carbonique
Mais pousse pas l'vice jusqu'à la C.C et narcotiques
J'm'essouffle, suis-moi si t'aimes
Môžeš byť šťastný, aj keď budeš robiť
Len musíš robiť to, čo chceš
Čo ťa baví
Peter Pann
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V X Ypsilon
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