Lyrics:
win
I spend Japan Yen, attend major events
Catch me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is bitin'
J-A-Y hyphen, controllin', manipulatin'
I got
Performed by barbra streisand
Four little angels of peace are we
Loving our neighbors so peacefully
There's really no harm if we do not disarm
For
And so I'm a dreamer
And so I'm a dreamer
Now all I do is ball
Now all I do is ball
Now all I do is ball
'Cause I ain't end up in that ah-ah-aisle
to big can't fit in my jeans
Montclair jeans made off-white tee's
And wrist so cold my fist was freezing
Bitches tweaking but you thinking
Where you keys?
literally look dead in a dead mans face and tell you, brov
Papa it's not happening, or sis
Listen you too beautiful to tap into that frequency Where you feel
of activity
Paul says they're not going to play Japan
Ringo cancels his three year chat show plan
And John, who was never the quiet one
John stays silent for
understanding that gold medals are not made of gold
They're made of all the stuff you put in to earn it
So if you really want to get those things, you want
tell you a story my friend about how Karaoke started Pokumon
Started by a man in a Kilt and a Cowboy hat
A Canadian Celtic Cowboy what do you think about
Killing ourselves
It would of been worth it to go Japan
Where we could actually get drunk outside
And do stuff outside
And not just be fucking, in a hotel
made in Japan
Making up a scam just to pop a rubber band
She said she loved you just to get it how she can
Use 'em all up then it's off to the next man,
No, not because of cardiac
But because how hard he act
Ha, I'm recognized as
The microphone destroyer
Competition minds up in the state of paranoia
I
can,
We in Japan,
Smokin' on a beela wit bitch,
Some niggaz niggaz about they mutha fuckin' riches.
Yeah, y'all might be high like Willie
up with drake,
Nas not the x or ken
Nah I’m not needing you my friend
I’m on top dogs blend
You do your thing general
Noah’s ark in the summer
Still
Being extremely popular in Japan and dedicated to eastern sounds, a se tof infinite versions of him was made available at the European "Japan Fantasies"
on me
I don't need no friends, I'm rich by my lonely
And your homies not really your homies
See your homies they really be police
Yea' your homies not
hitting crop
But I never stop
Staying hot
Bout them bands
I was in the pot
Like the mud
Made this by my hands
Mix the molly in the water
Pass it to my 忍者
not only an officer, but the numero uno of
The country's air force
So Jojo Armani called in his favorite architect
From Japan and now the numero uno
they talk down, revengin’ is not now
Mercedes with top down, we gonna let them know
Even I made it, I’ll still remember those
The future is always
was played in Germany
France, Japan, Sweden London Italy
So therefore, we had to go on tour
City after city, 'Encore encore, bravo bravo!'
Sorry we
of the night
Dancing in the darkness
Without thinking «fight or flight»
An utopic, philanthropic, philosophic
State of mind
A place made by women, made for
at the vma's
Kilo's in a gram, po's be my fans
That's why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
I got Gats from the future, see-through guns
So when my bullets leave
This is the gallant crew that rolled the big super fort
Which carried the first atomic bomb to Japan
Piloted by Colonel Paul Tibbets Jr. of Miami
on the map; and my city is branded
I feel relaxed, like I'm in a hamick
Kill what u eat; don't nothing get handed
I made a play and made out like a bandit
I
hear a record on your radio station
It's probably getting played all throughout the nation
But we got lucky, ours was played in Germany
France, Japan
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