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In bed sittin' and readin' By the T. V. light Stay away from the window Thunder and lightenin' And the rain, the rain keeps fallin' down That's
a smaoitighim are a bheith 'sgaradh léi. V. 'sé chuala m/e dé domhnaigh Mar chómhrádh 'gabháil eadar mhnáibh Go rabh sí 'gabháil 'a pósadh Are óigfhear dá bhfuil
you're tryna cruise Hop up in them bed, baby, if you're trying to snooze Louis V. shoes, look at me do it Got a lot of secrets, baby, can you guess
couldn't make it on her own! Pull up on them bitches, steppin' out on 30' inches In my L.A. Dodger fitted, with some Louie V. stichin'. Niggas wanna
give you a, give you a, give you a, give you a reason V. All In All All in all the wisdom call, you shall be young, you shall be free Watching for
I remember, it was New Years You was in the studio when I did "Chosen One" my nigga Double D was there I started sayin' Louis V. Chinchilla 'cause
time, I flip that, get that back Louie V. nap sack filled up with G-stacks I'm sick in the head, me I'm all 'bout the bread Go 'head fuck with the kid,
[Lyrics by V. Frerich] [Music by F. Krynojewski and V. Frerich] Convulsions of fatal emphasis shatter your pale existence You reach out for safety
[Lyrics by V. Frerich] [Music by F. Frynojewski and V. Frerich] On barren wastelands, the distress lies uncovered Discrepancy between the factions
[Music: Flo V. Schwarz / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz] You're gonna take it gonna tear it apart Silver experience take it out of my heart You're gonna
[Music: Flo V. Schwarz, T. Eiermann, Pedro Ferrari & W. Maier / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz] Leaving me without a trace You couldn't see my weeping face
[Music: Flo V. Schwarz, T. Eiermann & W. Maier / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz] I've got to go - I've got to care You 've got to know - You 've got
[Music: Flo V. Schwarz, T. Eiermann & W. Maier / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz] Taking me into the sky I'll try to hold my hands up high Isn't that what
Uns de live, 4KM, minha coroa toda gata Só de Louis V. Desisti de desistir Na fama ou na lama nós nasceu pra progredir A Lacostinha deixa o preto
a rider, she's a rider, she's a rider, she's a rider She ridin' for me, ridin' for me Ugh, yeah she a rider like a lady in a wheelchair Louise V. Purse
Jump, shot, fake and pass that woman Over to Bobby V. And tell her to swallow he! Oops did I say that? Good oh golly me Cause it's Probably 3 more
on shuffle Chips like Ruffels Feet Ferragamo with the Louise V. duffle Middle name Trouble Finger on Trigga, bustin; on you all More than 30 G's on the wrist
In bed sittin' and reading by the T. V. light Stay away from the window, thunder and lighting And the rain, the rain keeps fallin' down That's
Jump, shot, fake and pass that woman Over to Bobby V. And tell her to swallow he! Oops did I say that? Good oh golly me Cause it's Probably 3 more
the pressure, under more scrutiny And what'd I do? Act more stupidly Bought more jewelry, More Louis V. My mama couldn't get through to me The drama, people
true I saw a cop beat a priest on the T. V. And I know they killed our heroes too We sing the death song, kids 'Cause we got no future And we
true I saw a cop beat a priest on the T. V. And I know they killed our heroes too We sing the death song, kids 'Cause we got no future And we
to hail the whole of them Me love me Mickey V. Him in a category. Robin on guitar him just a nice up every bar. Me love me Astro because him deh pon
and Louie V. at the eulogy throwing Molotovs for Emmett You ain't as hot as I is All of these false prophets is not messiahs You don't know how high
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