Lyrics:
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Will be honest and true.
RAVEN:
He'll believe in me, too.
JULIE ANDREWS:
And prize your heart of gold the way I do.
CHORUS:
He'll know that will be
I don't wanna care enough to live
I don't wanna love you anymore
Everybody sing along again
He left me out by far
I gave him my trust
His trust
Brown, Andrew Shack
For hookin this & we outty outty
Like Six 'n tha Mornin, you heard me?
I told y'all we're no limit
Represent baby
ain't gay
Everybody forgot
What happened?
What up Dre?
Yeah
It's all about Dre
It's all about Dre
Compton's in the house
Yeah that's right
Tomas Andrew's no it's sam
Y'all prolly don't understand
Y'all prolly don't understand
Y'all prolly don't understand
But don't call me that if you didn't
All The News Fit To Print
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
It's nice to know that I'm not alone
In thinking that the world's moving much too slow
fuck on no broke bitch, she can't even get a hug (uh-uh)
Paper Route business, rich niggas, we live it up
Caught me a bomb and I took the whole ticket
I thought I said dip me in gold I said Drippin' up on the set
I thought of this back of my father sack yea that's how long it's been
I'm on this shit
from the city centre. Its surrounded by beautiful open spaces and excellent commuter links into London. What more could you ask for? Lets go in
the floor
And I'm tryna make it to the Saint Andrew's door
That's the sound of the Glock
Even DJ House Shoes fucked around and got shot
I done messed
the floor
And I'm tryna make it to the Saint Andrew's door
That's the sound of the Glock
Even DJ House Shoes fucked around and got shot
I done messed
before the thunder, mama I hear the boom
Tiny Tim do you wonder, what it's like being Scrooge
Diving in a pool, full of gold, and jewels
Gold and jewels,
What happened
What happened hoe
What happened
What happened
What happened
Ayo these rappers used to have some personality what happened
But now it's
bitch from the back end (from the back end)
Spilled the secret, so I guess you know what happened (Oh, oh)
Crazy how I hop up on the beat and tear it up,
When I was young
I wouldn’t let my mom go anywhere
So she set up the piano by the chair
And for the first time I can sleep alone
It’s been 2 decades
hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.
silence, terror
See me, gold Hummers, Lamborghinis, man who stole the summer
Hand straight gleamin', if I don't know you toe-tag you
Drag you through
Legendary Eagle Master
But I keep a gold Nova in my Civic
Declan, Andrew Flynn
Rapist killer
DeLand to Grand Haven
Fear the organic grim reaper
Sig Sauer
a singular shine
A work of art
With it's own rare design
Dear little girl,
You are terribly blessed
But it's your heart of gold
I love the best
You're gold
I wish that I could've been there
Probably feels like I never cared
But I did
And I wonder now if you're wondering why
I let it all go by
But
don't do shit
Gotta get back in the stu, gotta make it
Watch me when I make it, break the matrix
Watch me get a motherfucking house by the forest with all
stood by
What happened, what happened in the cold rain
Tell me what happened, what happened to the bold rage
Does it matter what I say now
Does it matter
Oh my god, shorty bad
Let me hit it from the back, woah
No strings attached
But somehow I end up an asshole
Shorty why you mad? woah
Andrew Tate got
Everything is gold, everything is equal
Posted on the porch just chillin', me and my people
Eyelids closed, gold sun shines on
The world's coated in
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