Lyrics:
Or just go about your business
At M.R. you can't lose
M-A-P-L-E
R-I-D-G-E
M.R. Academy
Woah, woah, put me down
Hey, are you okay
Yeah, just trying to find
boy work enzymes
need apb find me disguised
that d d p keep me on charge
add thc that gas we spark
hoppin out the bando
with a bad bit toes down
admits that we the shit
F-r-e-s-h (fresh)
D-e-f, that's right we def (rock)
We definite B-E-P, we rappin' it
So, turn me up (turn it up)
Turn me up (turn
pas
Laissant derrière lui un vieillard qui a dit
Adieu, j'arrete ici
Vas, vas, mon p'tit gars d'un bon pas n'attends pas
Mon pas est trop las, vas tout
comme un chien quand tu te mets à crier.
Toujours un violon, un piano, pour te dire je t’aime quand tu me traites de salop.
Toujours un p’tit mot d
Fuck yo' lil Mazzi my gang in the back of the sprinter
We rolling the block around
3.0 K/D R.I.P. but in my life that shit ain't going down
I got
que eu
quero deslizar
meu d!ck na tua
p_ssy wet vai nadar
vou
em memórias
sozinho me afogar
sei que é tudo dream
não quero acordar
e é na tua
Se fabriquer des souvenirs
Salut tit'homme, salut Léo
Viens jouer dehors ? mets ton manteau.
Ta salopette, tes p'tites bottes d'eau.
À la rivière,
all the bitches
We been making all d money
Making all d P's
We been making honeys horny
Hot bad bitch is here
She go go turny turny
I miss u gal baddie
Might not paint the whole picture, but all I needed was a piece
To find the hoe in you, cross you out, before it get back to me
Load A-R-P, he gon' D
okay
Shawty got F's back in class
Now she needs P's
Shawty got D's in her mouth
Just to get GG's on her bag
On her knees now
Getting splashed up
Puis elle est revenue
Ses valises à la main
Pour reprendre mon cœur
Qui ne l’attendait plus
Sa p'tite gueule d’ingénue
Et sa chute de reins
Ont effacé
deba de encerrarme
Mantenerme distante
No es por hacer alarde,
Pero se me da bastante bien
D E S A P A R E C E R
D E S A P A R E C E R
He fracasado
He
the edge)
Did you dare escape, did you think that I'd be afraid
I'd p-p-piss on that if the colors bled
The lord gon' forgive me
'Cause he know my
Fuck up, must ain't want that force
Slide low, taking P's
Freaks taking D's
New ball, don't need a key
Sting you, I'mma be
Dodging, catching Muhammad
I
Reverse the v
I been a member forever
Don't like many niggas
I swear I got "P.T.S.D"
Brodie knew what he was doing
When he never came to the stop
teu abraço
Para amanhecer... meu amor
Há tanto tempo / que não sonhamos /
A dois
Porque adiamos / tudo o que vem /
P'ra depois...
D'um tempo que tarda
Mets pas d'mascara, depuis p'tit, j'fais couler les larmes
Pleurer les filles, gueuler les dames
Devant mon cœur, y a un guerrier qui brandit les armes
C'est pas qu' la cornette te va mal
Mais je ne vois pas d'où vient ton mal
ca t'suffisait donc pas
D'etre ma p'tite sœur à moi ?
Tu préfères etre
punk, slack up.
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P
[Parrish]
What's Up E.D.?
Pass
way
[Bridge]
(Yo)
M-O-B-B-D-E-E-P man
We got guns that could take your head
Pa-Pa-Pa-Pop-Pop
[Chorus]
Shit is serious son, you niggas
couvent
À la p’tite voile, faut toujours faire
Avec le vent
Des cours du soir, une bonne mémoire
J’passe les détails
J’suis devenu un prof d’histoire
Un
Icar je meurt comme Ivar
confiance s'travail pour s'faire planter par frère d'arme
Alter ego comme Durden
Me pousse a faire actions d'merde
Prépare les
menottes
Je veux atteindre le sommet de mes rêves
Mais j'ai sonné aux portes de l'enfer
J'ai p'tits purs
D'la verdure
Que d'la chair sous mon l armure
À la
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