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Perché sta roba è roba mia mia mia

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By night

Cara Mia

Måns Zelmerlöw

Stand by For

2007

Who's gonna love you?
Who's gonna take my place and stand by your side?
Kiss you and hold you
Console you when you cry?

I'll always love you, I

ball 
Well not yet but stars they talk message 
That's why day by day we talk mantras 
Like one days one day sizopopa 
I go MIA for like 8 9 days 
You

You are M.I.A, So I’m a hit the dial button cause there's no condition That can sway my
Love for your curls, no, you can’t sway my
Love for your curls,

snag the key to your beamer
Proceed to slide like Visa
Picture me leavin' this evening, just me and Mia Khalifa
With so much coke in our nose we could

a split on banana
Ven vamos a mi casa
Dile que tu eres mia
Rock the boat like Aaliyah
Up on my head
You're living rent free
If you get the message baby text

and drugs
Brought to you by hard lessons, but I ain't rapping no message
I still ain't paid my dues, the debt that I pay tall
Fighting the fact I feel I never

Aint no assumption you suck like a rat
Its way more than being the mightiest fightiest guy
Or moniest, the gunniest, or the funniest why?
Its gettin by

capped it get brutal
Brutality MK mode Go MIA if I say so
Just like smash he get KOed gotta get bread get a payroll
I'm talkin' spender like Bezos I need

Let me tell you bout the boy who was trapped in time
Rattled by the tribulations of divine
Till finally the vision had unlocked the rhyme
Now

tongue make a good girl go bad quick
They can tell by the way that I walk my walk
That a boy been match fit
Hit that pitch then whip up the hat trick,

and so the message
Look, street verified legend (And) No crown on my head
Ask around I'd be claimed by the crown
King of underground literally I'm down

she come to the crib, she eat it up
Yeah, I got this choppa, it's right by my side
You run up on me, then you finna die (Yeah)

Low life (Yeah) low

(i) some disquieting confessions

Peter rings the Casa Mia to book his birthday meal
He writes the invitations out with missionary zeal
His guests

why
Might be dead by forty five
Kickin this shit into overdrive
Feel it in your skin it's cold outside

Had me like, Had me like, Had me like (Had

tongue make a good girl go bad quick
They can tell by the way that I walk my walk
That a boy been match fit
Hit that pitch then whip up the hat trick

every social media
Every time you post, you make me smile
Damn, my shawty fine, oh Mamma Mia
I'm a Stan of you, forever and ever
I'll stick by your side

yeah you know I'm coming from the west 
Guardian soul, grew up on rock 'n roll 
cble to live fast, by how I take it all in slow 
Yeah you know I'm coming

bitch a message
Just to play ya ex box and I ain't talkin' PlayStation
Bust her up for the drop, spinnin' with that Smith & Wesson
Dead ops everywhere,

camp, lived our lives by the fire
Hittin' jumps, gettin' higher
Each and every day, there was no other way
And when I look back now, there was no father

MIA leave a message at the tone, because
These sirens going off in my head
Now I can hear my own thoughts
I could face my demons or go to bed
Or go

non
De retour tu vas capter le message de ce son

I rhyme like freefall
Improvising every word
Never losing the rythm
Trying to find the explanations

one message

Yeah she let me hit I went ghost on her uh
Out in LA by the coast with it uh
MIA rocking the boat with it uh
Can't love a hoe do the most

It Is!!!

CHORUS by Linda:
One Look At You
And I Know That It's True
We Should Live Together
Share Love And Joy Forever
Or Can't You See
You Need To Be