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I'll make you kneel and pray I want to beat your fucking face in Ice you up blue like a fucking chilly bin And you can't stop my fists or my grin I'm
better believe it. clways being looked down on by these minimis. Y'all know I'm cooler than a chilly bin. Try me I knock you out like Mickey Finn.
tie it down before the sea breeze gets ya If you've got a chilly bin Better keep it closed or the gulls will win It's a summertime song Summertime
scheiße ohne Kontext Deine beste Line war von 'nem Ghostwriter, sei mal honest Nenn mich chilly, meine Bars sind super silly Bin so cool wie diese Billie,
mich sehr warm, ey und der Weg war nicht simpel, Babe Ich sitz' am Kamin, kipp' den Whiskey, bin auf chilly, Baby Lass' Jacuzzi volllaufen, kipp'
the wrist chilly cause I’m chiling nigga All these bitches love me and they really with it They just wanna fuck me cause I really get it Anything you want you
biggy (Biggy) Conosco gente che se ne sta al fresco si manco se fossero in chilly (Chilly) Chiedono adesso chi killi (Killi) La strada mi chiama per fare
glaub ich nichts mehr du Hoe Sondern popp nh Xanny mit Shawty im Bett du Hoe Bei mir ist ganzjährig Winterschlaf Ich bin High Level Depressed Und stopf
Ich hab Rhythmus in meim Blut die denken, dass ich bald nen Hit land' Chilly Session in meim Stu mit einer Mische die mich dicht macht Alles in meim
Hans-dieter, fick deine Kleine, ich bin Stammspieler Dynamit unterm Auto deiner Frau Antifa Gunkrieger, Kampfleader, Alpina, Tam-Tiger Diese paar Lines waren
Codein-sippende, Blunt-spiffende Trizzy Ich bin die Revolution, ich bin New School Stirling meine Uhr Wie ein Spieler aus Liverpool Money over Bitches Mich
chilly And my room is cosy I've got a feeling, You won't be leaving tonight. Never thought to ask you Why you really came to see me Was it just a picture
she used to spin Back when I was broke She would block my shot just like she Ben Dump with the pin, got a fire BIN Widebody, it's a smoke cloud When
gonna make you take some Sugar and spice to season it nice And flavour my favourite recipe I'm gonna make you double- Take and think twice, my chilly
it clap Money make it clap money make it clap Got a bag quick wet wet 458 not running give me mad lip mad face Wet wet so cold so chilly really need
The fox went out on a chilly night, he prayed to the Moon to give him light, for he'd many a mile to go that night before he reached the town-o,
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Money's the game Already Hard body mothafucka got the heart of a killer Young god in the buildin' 'bout to start a religion 'Bout to call Bin Laden
Kill bin Laden, never throw up in the black house Still got the Macs out, pull the mask down like a mascot Still trick with bitches out with money
money's the game Already Hard body, motherfucker, got the heart of a killer Young God in the building, 'bout to start a religion 'Bout to call Bin
head on cloud nine And I'm chilly chill even When it's hot outside Rode to the studio rather blasted I spit like a dragon that'll Leave a fan
What's that smell Somethings wrong Garbage bin Starts to pong
could close my ears from this racket I aint having it, I tennis while you bin it I stay on it, I strong as Popeye with some spinach You as long as short
Kill bin Laden, never throw up in the black house Still got the Macs out, pull the mask down like a mascot Still trick with bitches out with money
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