Lyrics:
Asi už nebudu shánět job
Boy, v polovině roku třetí projekt
Dívej se, mou, si nemůžu pomoct
Hrabat to jak krtek, a než to přijde, musí bejt save
Radši
until my money grow
saindo com as amigas
usando pouca roupa
fazendo o que eu te ensinei
com outra pessoa
[VERSO]
But check this out now, imma be real
thought no God can save me
Had to brush my shoulders off..Jay-z
Walk with my people they all follow
Hope was gone praying for a better tomorrow
No love no
wanna waste god away
Man i wanna save in some way
And i dont wanna miss all the things you may be
A warning of a race honouring fame
And why you wanna
Once there was a girl
Who captivated the world
She drew them in with a voice like money
That girl she had it all
Could make the fairest fall
She drew
You always come running
Even though I don’t call
I gun for the money
You take the fall
Right now, I’m weary
As you lay by my side
Was bloodshot
the heart
But the not the stomach
For the treasure
And all our Mama's smoking
Find pipes
By the soap and
Razor blades
In the open
How you save em
When they
nowhere, and i'm always moving
(Aight fuck the auto tune real quick
Fin I apologise for taking so long to get on
This shit, but now that I'm on I'm finna
crazy
Everybody laughs and ain't nobody here to save him
So he drops out and now he's hustling in these streets
And everybody knows he's making money
Like his laying of hands upon the rectory maid
Or the money he steals to buy the booze that he craves
Or the “services” given to the boys that he “saves
clean
Come on
Lying on a beach in the sun
Don't want to get burned to a crisp
You want something to remember me by
You can save it on a floppy disk
So
Every second three animals die in American laboratories tortured by crazed vivisectors who burn crush and mutilate starve poison and assault animals
a
Disaster outta Lancaster, p
Inspired by the Germans and
Their chocolate making machinery
He invented milk chocolate or stole
It from the Swiss, that's
stole all my money
And hundreds of pounds of the youth in me
And with red lips, that sucked many other dicks.
She got 24 years of pseudonyms
Resting
Waive the charade
Man, you lay it on thick
It's a dive bar, save the game
You drink and you sit
Easy to please
But hard to impress
I'm in a mood,
Little country preacher with his head bowed down in prayer
I know that he's in conference with our Load away up there
He's not hightened with his
cheese
And they're full of disease
But just think of the money you'll save
Tragedy at the cathouse tonight
Come and see why we like to call our cathouse
vendettas
I'm doing numbers like stars at the Mecca
In issey miyake, I flooded Tribeca
Tryna save room for my dinner
But I done been touching more
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