Lyrics:
From Miami to South Korea
Hahaha
Monsta and Mr. Worldwide
Let's ride
No matter where you are tonight
I'ma fly 'round the whole world to find
The city streets are empty now
(The lights don't shine no more)
And so the songs are way down low
A sound that flows into my mind
(The echoes
The city streets are empty now
(The lights don't shine no more)
And so the songs are way down low
A sound that flows into my mind
(The echoes
Then get to squealin'
Bitch made catchin' feelin'
Outlaw niggas, are you ready to clown?
My homeboys might squabble but we don't fall down
are made of this
(of the sweet sweet memories you gave-a me
You can't beat the memories you gave-a me)
Don't forget a small moon beam
(The sweet
are made of this
(of the sweet sweet memories you gave-a me
You can't beat the memories you gave-a me)
Don't forget a small moon beam
(The sweet
Well all my friends are bopping the blues it must be going round
All my friends are bopping the blues it must be going round
I love you baby but I
are made of this
(of the sweet sweet memories you gave-a me
You can't beat the memories you gave-a me)
Don't forget a small moon beam
(The sweet
Well all my friends are bopping the blues it must be going round
All my friends are bopping the blues it must be going round
I love you baby but I
Well all my friends are bopping the blues it must be going round
All my friends are bopping the blues it must be going round
I love you baby but I
are made of this
(of the sweet sweet memories you gave-a me
You can't beat the memories you gave-a me)
Don't forget a small moon beam
(The sweet
I know who you are, and I know what you're feelin'
I know who you are, and I know what you're feelin'
Bad day, at work, crazy boss, crazy or worse
We're standing strong armed and ready
Our hearts are steady
There ain't no cowards here
We passed the test at the water
We're out to conquer that
HAVE A LITTLE CRUSH ON YOU.. YOU KNOW IT’S TRUE..
PLEASE GIVE A LOOK BACK TOO I HAVE A LITTLE CRUSH ON YOU..
A CRUSH ON YOU…..
U ARE DELICATE.. THIS IS
niggas are stoners
All of my OGs are gangsta
All of my bitches got money like Oprah
I know she fucks with the homey
But I just don't think that she ready
counters
And the sun pours down like honey on our lady of the harbor
And she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in
second we share I feel blessed to have you I would die a happy man
If we won another battle What if?
What if we are our fate?
What if we are our
were doing the typing
I heard he was talking about emit
This beat right here I blame it
Its making ma niggas to dance
And the ladies are jumpin the fence
know what to do
Ain't gotta prove shit to nobody you know the truth
Maybe you are the truth huh?
Maybe you are the truth huh?
So open up yo eyes
salakan sandala
Pa pa pa
Salamalakan salakan sandala
Sa sa sa pa pa pa
I love them
Some of them are hustlers eh,
some of them are monster
Some ah be like
stance is knowing we are blessed
Without the holds we are free
Instant off is always good to see
Let the fools be the blues
They're locked in wheels
stance is knowing we are blessed
Without the holds we are free
Instant off is always good to see
Let the fools be the blues
They're locked in wheels
of laughter in the air
Still today we hear them
Finally we are over it all
Finally we are over, over it all
(Let them run)
Let them run from
of ungodly blight
Religion fueled scissor fight
You're a slippery little bastard ain't cha
Hey, aren't you that faceless entity?
Are you that shapeless form?
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