Lyrics:
And the songbirds are singing like they know the score
And I love you, I love you, I love you
Like never before
To you, I'll give the world
To you, I'll never
(soaring)
I might buy me a car when I'm boredI'm a buy everything I couldn't afford
I'm ballin on n**gas who keeping the score (score)
Don't give a damn about
it
When it comes to love
I'm the best
Do you really think you could get by this
Now if your score's not too high
Don't feel like you're
on tight
Now that's the score
So can you see the light
Yeah!
Turn it up! Yeah!
Come on we start it right
So posse hold on tight
Now that's the score
I know if you believe, in time we'll even the score
I've walked that mile before, yes, I'd like to join your fight
Pull your ranks in tight and count
lose? We know the score
Let's wait before we talk of ever-more
One day we may
Nothing to lose so much to gain
If love decides to stay
Both you and I
knee, pon yuh knee
Haffi score
Set di Ballon d'or, when yuh wine
Watch e goal
Gyal yuh a mi queen, yah mi wife, yah mi -
Gi yuh money fi yuh scream
Gi yuh
and bring me two pops
I can't fuck that pussy weak that pussy too popped
My lil' whoa just changed the score that nigga too hot
I can't trust my homie
fuck it
Set yuh like a penalty, skin it out, score
Yuh nuh jump fence
Gyal yuh walk through the front door
Leave when yuh wah, when yuh ready fi go home
who? yeah you
You're about to score
Got my heart on fire
I don't wanna run I'll bring the fume back
You can take me higher
Make me shine brighter,
a ghost
Dem nearly score man dan di police force
Touch di road and yuh mummy exposed
Which gyal ah borrow dem friend clothes
Yutes ah go round dem must have
score like that
Forty city shit, I could tour like that
Rap money turn it into trap
Shoot 'Em Up Gang, I be into that
Drive-by Gang, I be into that
I
the score, maybe not
Maybe sure
I wanna better myself, I wanna make me more
I wanna live good, I want the lake and shore
I want the sold out shows
With a great
sang
If we run up the score, it get charged to the gang
Playin chief keef while I laugh to the bank
I'ma get high like a Gallagher, Frank
Chef Alias Mr.
of five you're shipped away for your body to be stored
They promise education, but really they give you tests and scores
And they predictin' prison
to take my hand
And if you have something to say
You better say it now
'Cause this is what you've waited for
Your chance to even up the score
completes the score
Always leaving, wanting more
And I try to throw it away
Silver spikes and mace
Displayed in your eyes
Fearlessness, cannot fathom;
came back but never meant to stay.
Now I've got heartaches by the number, troubles by the score,
Every day you love me less, each day I love you
it's true
That you're thinking of me
Open your door,
Take me inside you
How do I score?
How do I find you?
Find you find you?
Rain
custom fit
올려 대는 나의 feed엔 like it
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매일 너의 알고리즘에 난 떠
겉잡을 수 없이 올라 미친 score
그 누구도 예상 못 할 nineteen's kitsch
back and never meant to stay
[Chorus]
Now I've got heartaches by the number
Troubles by the score
Everyday you love me less
Each day I love
I betcha your phone it never stops
Bet you're the queen at the local hops
I bet you get valentines but never keep the score.
Is there a place in
nothin' for me (see ya!)
That's why I love to go on tour G
Scores of whores behind the door, a nigga's naughty
Now, I'm sippin' on a forty
So you can
dit, ek en jy naked?
Kyk hier kyk hier
Fok jou, kom ons gaan koop 'n vokken dop gou
Kom baby score my die Witblitz
Sit terug, vat 'n fokken sluk
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