Lyrics:
Decky Beats
Yeah bitch, dneska je můj den, Chanel vůně, Backwood
Dnes jsem fly, cup po okraj, ale žádnej Red Bull
Yeah bitch, dneska je můj den,
To question every move I make, every minute
I get off on it, I love it
No one's gonna break my soul
You'd think by now you would know that
I ain't
learned new low
Left, right, left
Straight into the fire
I can't see what's best
'Cause I'm blinded by desire
Watch me count footsteps
Straight
Here I stand the center of the universe
Red faced boots laced
All my friends are standing way up on the stage
I'm just waiting for the flood
Here I
blaka, blaka, blaka, blaka, blaka
W sercu wciąż, w sercu wciąż, w sercu wciąż ideały
Red Bull, joint, Red Bull, joint, Red Bull, joint; interwały
Koledzy
birthday dress)
I'll strip you down to your birthday dress (birthday dress, birthday dress)
Baby wears a red dress like its Christmas
When she's hot for me,
So a red paper bag broke my heart today
No one knows that it came form your hands
The blood is still perched by the third letter form the right
by Skee
Nigga P must've snitched to the cops I see
And Hyst killed Skeem only to be shot by me
Try'na focus what's all these red dots I see
Had
[Intro/Hook - x2]
From the high degrees to the low degrees
Ice cold, red hot, you can burn the freeze
Fahrenheit, very low
Icicle, hail
[music by Aphazel, Lyrics by Grimm]
Eerily howling winds, hear the wolves cry. Cries of hunger, cries of hate. The ruler in the forest, below
a family emergency.
Found a spot in the shade, had a glass of lemonade,
And I wished that you'd come by.
But you never ever do, so I went inside,
And laid
I'm gonna wear red
I'm gonna wear red
I'm gonna wear red till I
Pass on this side
Run me tired
Yeah run down
But put my mind at rest
Tell me where
Bright red carpet?
Will I see you by my side?
Will you be there when we walk on
Bright red carpet?
Will I see you by my side?
He's a stylish guy, he
Rico)
I dare a Drilly pop up in the spot, like (bitch)
Oh, I make it hot
We spin with them Llama sticks, red dots
He got shot in his head, he ducked
with a bottle of red wine
Ready to pour
Dressed in long black satin and
Lace to the floor
So I went in, then we sat down start kissing
Caressing
Told me
the middle and fill it with weed
And lick and light it and chief it
And pass it around to my crew cause I know that you need
Red rum niggas smoke bud by
an icicle?
At five I was hit by a car ridin my tricycle, a hit and run son
Mad young in the hospital receivin stitches made me vicious
Peeping cretons with
The Bloodmobile
The Bloodmobile
A delivery service inside us
We begin in the heart's right ventricle
And travel to the lungs
Red blood cells get
with the red light screaming
I pulled over to let them pass, they pulled over too,
I thought that I was dreaming
I'm scared to death of our men in blue
Yeah, yeah, let me begin by saying "Shut the fuck up!"
Let my begin by saying I don't think this man knew what he had in store
He opened the door
obstables
But, only to make matters worse
Plus I'm getting pimped by this temp lady Jackie
From Optima staffing figure laughing
Shut up clown don't talk
The Bells Are Ringing
Written by: Deitrick Haddon
Produced by Marcus Hodge and Deitrick Haddon
I Woke up early on Christmas morning
Wearing my
niggas
I pressed the button on them niggas
I run it up on them niggas
All of my niggas gorillas
Surrounded by nothin’ but killers (yeah)
I could react,
ypung nigga
So find you a place, stay on the
Low, sell that shit on the low, stay
The hell out the way, I did it
By myself, had a thing for yourself
You
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