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This is the kid, MGK, Machine Gun Kelly
And this the mother
Fuckin’ mixtape, 100 words and running
Lace the fuck up, kells!
Uhh, Kells, never been
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
ultimate? 그거 접은지 좀 된거야
so hate boy you late boy
나는 great boy like a machine gun kelly
do do do do it
hot 한 sause를 나 노렸지
10시간 저어서 만드는 이 맛
but 너한텐 안맞을 입맛
on the track like I ain't talking Metro
Young Sorretto, supernova flow, no machine gun
Kelly grab the bow, put the arrows to the dome, pull it back and let it go
on 'em
Dope money with a band on it
Half gold, we got a hand on it
D-boys still ball the same
Just gotta little bit of glam on it
Yah
I got flames
the microphone I set the shit on fire
'Cause yo I ain't no joke I'm sharp like barb wire
Machine gun Kelly so don't get jelly
'Cause bitch you, can put it in
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
what I'm sayin'?
True, true man, yo, man, who's your boy over there, man?
Oh that's my man from out of town
Oh word man? Yo what's up, man? My name is
when we got the smoke
And I pull up and spit like machine guns
Chill homie. Ease up
I guess I know what you mean bruh
If a thooter hit me cuz she want
I've got automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps a light melody
I've got a couple of killing machines
hard as fuck, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy does it
I was knocking motherfuckers out
What's your name boy
Funky,
and the shella dem military
Dem nuh know militants, Dem loud
Suh yuh know seh dem dead already
Piss paa yuh, beat yuh wid di machine
Dat a gun kelly
Too late fi
fucking wild up
Babe tell me what's your biggest problem
I can solve it
Little by little girl I can crack it
Little by little girl
I can slack it
Little by
I'm getting paper like a fax machine
Every day boy, Ima Playboy, no magazines
Something like I'm Dylan spitting fire gimmie gasoline
ATM ain't mean
A hundred years and many a tear tells the story of Harry Power
Took Ned Kelly when he was a lad and just a wild flower
Taught him how to rob taught
We are the sure fire winners winners winners winners
We're coming up like killing machines
Our big guns gonna shatter your scene
It's
We are the sure fire winners winners winners winners
We're coming up like killing machines
Our big guns gonna shatter your scene
It's
front and center, diamonds gleam when I enter
Hit the spot and them boys looking, that boys is so lovely
And that boy be popping champagne, that boy be
them hoes remember me.
Holla back two phones, I don’t call shit, wild boy, ‘cause I start shit
Rager ‘cause I moshpit and this A stands for anarchist
machine gun go high
Go high machine gun go high
Stay by me
Even if you don't know
You don't know my plan
They think I'm the man
But I knew I'm the man
Even
machine gun go high
Go high machine gun go high
Stay by me
Even if you don't know
You don't know my plan
They think I'm the man
But I knew I'm the man
Even
forblændes af lidt fetty, yaper, gauda, grant, green
They got us in the big wheel working machine
For da molaah, gold, nugget, rack, big money dream
Dead
Gun by mi side, nuh fraid' ah no boy (ahh ahh')
Yo Matches Lane, Central
When mi die burry me with me gun By me side me nuh fraid ano' boy,
Fraid' ah
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
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