Lyrics:
maladroit kalashé (pah, pah)
Tu connais la réput', tout l'monde sait qu'on a pas lâché (gang)
J'connais pas l'panaché (nan) j'connais que la B.S (gang)
With the Surrey, B.C. connection
Rinding Shotgun with J. B. on the track
And the cutty Shinda
Drop That!
Put you another…. hard for the qu…k
Son
increíble cómo maneja su plenitud
Ahora está sola
En la multitud
Y está escuchando
Johnny B. Goode
Ella vino a buscar
Nada más que a encontrar
Su amor
Y es
no waiter
No Migos, the B.S that way don't cut trees
I'm a paper chaser
A million streams, a billion dreams
In love with bread
Man married
a pimp
Mo B. Dick:
Now, we don't have 2 have this discussion
Cuz we don't have 2 talk about nothin'
Girl, it's past 2:00 iN the mornin'
I'm a grown man & U
MOB en plein effet
Non soumis à l'état
Hs professe et blesse
Non soumis à l'état
B. Vice, posse de glace
Non soumis à l'état
BTF enfin s'y greffe
*. 눈부시게 아름다웠던 우리들의 추억까지도
다시 한번 느끼고 싶어 나를 감싸주는 꿈이 있다면
A. 얼만큼 달려온걸까 아무도 없는 이 곳에서
손을 내밀어 날 부르는 너의 그 미소가 그리워
B. 가끔은 너무 힘들어 이대로 끝이라 믿었어
Horn, Mark Perry
Greg Munden, Ian Stainger, Julie Hoffman and my break dancers
Tony McCool, Bernie Bermunda, and B. Solo
All these people from my past
L-a-l-o, ma
Mucho trip, M. B.
Muérdeme una y otra vez
Una y otra vez
Te quiero probar también, yeah
Dale quítame el estrés
Sé lo que quieres ser
Otherwise I'm a hypocrite
All I ask is you be inspired, be inspired
Be inspired, everybody gets tired
Yeah
Right now you're listening to the B. Inspired
coming for the game
Zdot on production
I'm coming for the game this year
Watch out for the B Malone clothing
I'm coming for the game
B. Inspired
I'm
Johnny B. Goode
O que ele aprendeu ele aprendeu com a vida
E tocava sua guitarra como ninguém
E foi go, go Johnny, Johnny be good tonight, yeah
E foi
K-K-Kato on the track bitch!
Yeah, yeah!
Ces Cru Malitia
PERSEPH1, (Klick Clack) JL B. Hood, {Kutty Slitz} (Klick Clack!)
Trizz
What are we
nemluvíš o penězích
Tak nedává to smysl
Sergei B. Je dealer
To nejsou fámy
Bydlel jsem na gauči mámy
Teď mám kapsy
Plné škváry
Mám architekta
of the lorry
Filled to the top
With a little B. Malone stamp sitting on each box
I got the cuff-links, waist-coat dickie bow-tie
I'm in a three piece suit
en astiquant les chromes de ton droïde
oh yeah paranoïd game
le cri des bœufs qui passent, le silence des cloportes
t'es en approche finale sur j. & b.
Paroles de B. Bergman
Musique de A.Koulouris
GOOD DAYS HAVE GONE
Bottle of milk on the shelf
She’s gone I feed the dog myself
I do the cookin’
Cause you know I be on my B. Brown, 'eighty nine (shit)
For real though
I'm gettin' that
I'm gettin' that
I'm gettin' that
I'm gettin' that love
Bozz daheim
B. zu dem Izzo, Sa-diQtatur
Du denkst, dein Album geht ab, doch ich skip' dadurch
Es gibt nichts, was mich stoppen wird
Du wirst nur
MOB en plein effet
Non soumis à l'état
Hs professe et blesse
Non soumis à l'état
B. Vice, posse de glace
Non soumis à l'état
BTF enfin s'y greffe
Isy B. 20-13. Drück auf Play
Bei mir läuft jetzt man wie Mario ?
Läuft wie Cro und Casper im Radio
Ek ist der Abi, yo
Und es läuft wie Huren
você e tuas tretas pra casa do cornil
Falado: segura teu b. o baby
Trupe
By B. Brown/W. Johnson
I've been around the world
A couple of times or maybe more
I've seen the sights, I've had delights
On every foreign
feels
When you're steppin' on the heels
Of a heartache
We'd go hear Charlie B. sing
Every Friday night, it was our thing
Charlie asks me why I'm alone
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