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of the nation: abortion;
Not a late term but an 8 term undergrad degree.
Ain’t gotta be in debt to agree we’re
gettin’ owned by these student loans.
Miss Mae, may
by/
Det her at jeg lever, det her at jeg vil dø/
For Greve det er stedet
Og her holder sammen/
Så svis du elsker Greve så syng mæ' på Greve sangen/
Mae bys Mari Ann wedi brifo
A Dafydd y gwas ddim ond iach
Mae baban yn y crud yn crio
A'r gath wedi scramo Joni bach
Sosban fach yn berwi ar y tan
what, what, what
Get money all over again
Get money all over again
Come on, uh, uh, All Out
Uh, yo, it just so happen this how Ma$e stay starred
ledlight
Hold en lighter på by my bedside
Ay hvis vi prate konkurranse burde hei på mæ
Pushe tungt ligg i sving på nå Daytona
Bumpe Tee i ei bil æ på nå
what, what, what
Get money all over again
Get money all over again
Come on, uh, uh, All Out
Uh, yo, it just so happen this how Ma$e stay starred
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
to seeing you go in the morning
And even supper by myself
Now this Hollywood producer has offered you the world
He lets you drive his sporty new Camaro
Mae bys Mari Ann wedi brifo
A Dafydd y gwas ddim ond iach
Mae baban yn y crud yn crio
A'r gath wedi scramo Joni bach
Sosban fach yn berwi ar y tan
Mae bys Meri-Ann wedi brifo,
A Dafydd y gwas ddim yn iach.
Mae’r baban yn y crud yn crio,
A’r gath wedi sgrapo Joni bach.
Sosban fach yn berwi ar y
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
to seeing you go in the morning
And even supper by myself
Now this Hollywood producer has offered you the world
He lets you drive his sporty new Camaro
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
boys, I whiled the nights away
Getting' drunk and stoned on the Boulevard in a bar called Maggie Mae's
Oh, the liquor flowed down freely, the grass
what, what, what
Get money all over again
Get money all over again
Come on, uh, uh, All Out
Uh, yo, it just so happen this how Ma$e stay starred
pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced,
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back
They lived right down the road from us in a shack, just like our shack
The people
huska ho Trude, tøff som faen når vi va ute
Men når vi kom te mæ sank ho sammen som ei skute
”Trudde du at æ va et ludder tok du nok feil!”
Æ har nok
Æ har ei kjærring som gir sæ ganske faen så lenge æ kommer hjem en gang i blant
Æ har fortellinge som vare heilt til mars ikkje prøv å fortell mæ det
Stillheten handler da egentlig om stillheten før stormen
Det vil si før
Før revolusjonen kommer
Æ Lage mæ et moodboard ingen her har days off
Blikket
Jyst chwarae dy delyn
Mae bob dim yn felyn
Fel bywyd heb elyn
Ti'n un o'r chwiorydd
Sy'n llifo'r afonydd
A gwneud mi'n aflonydd
Y stormydd, cawodydd
Yn
Sterk og ram all sjer æ storme fram
Vær og vind det røre itj mæ
Riv og slit mang ofre mæ sin lit
My tunger bør enn æ kan bær
Æ Ja æ kan gå langt med
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