Lyrics:
We celebrate the wars we win
We fuck the guys we hate
We drown our sorrows in a pool of gin
And wonder why we're always late
We dress ourselves in
Hey man, we're back!
This is not Castlevania
Anymore it's Friendstlevania
Complete, Nerve, Sesta
The nerve of this guy!
Yeah, that was a joke, hahaha
to include a
Pair of dimes at all times
Put heaters to dealing dimes
The Karlheinz verdict is guilty of war crimes
No more nice guy, clips that I spit off kill
a little cat line in ends and the
Shotty brucked off kicked off like a horse
(Bow)
Don't connect by force it's a natural
Ting I'll turn him corpse (Turn him
fokken Loufi
He’s duidelik and he’s lekke sit kaas in sy raps
Geken by al die plekke permanently op die map
Is Loufi flippen Loufi
Loufi flippen Loufi ja
a dziś „Hey Mister Nice Guy"
Siedzę w nowym Benzie opuszczone szyby z tyłu i fanom daje high five
machine
So don’t be stupid
‘Cause you know that I’m smart
I may call you disgusting
But I’m nice in my heart
I’m a guy with a self-made pedigree (you
from Industry and Therapy
Come park it right here, gents
Don't be scared
Just say 'hi'!
(Looking? Into? Hung?)
Laid back, nice guy here
No agenda
ray come get me
What it is yo
Stackin one jackin' like black bums
But got mad money throw us a check
I love Fly-Guys languages and
Niggas who ride high
On the jeans
On the sleeves of the shirts I wear
See that B-waist when across the hood I stare
See I cheer for the bad guys with joice?
And the hood it's black
It's February 2016 i'm bout to open for Lady
Leshurr at Gramercy Theater
Was booked by Christian and he picked me
And if you asked me then I never
just the alcohol you've stolen my soul
Lying in a bedroom some place I don't want to be you're over by the wardrobe watching some dumb T.V.
and sweep her, you can't keep her
These motherfuckers know how to beat ya, and out-creep ya
So be Mr. Nice Guy if you wanna
And I'll be the nigga that's
need a thousand just fi love me true
So tell me why you deyah with your eyes deh pon your shoe
You guys a looking for an escape are you looking after you
She was standing by the oven
A strong and stoic woman
I saw her as an equal, as a friend
And I saw myself inside her
A sobering reminder
We all
away eight guys
How you fuckin' a whore?
She fuck on a opp and you stayin' for clout
Heard you came to the block
But you niggas are soft so you
dentures
Silly adventures
In the mean time same guy, same face text me
See you all same time, same place next week
Nice [?] kicks like Jet Li, get me
How
get the full package
Like the back's nice but the breasts are dead
Couple Park guys but the rest are dreads
That I take your girl, that's once she
find a lighty by my side
She's spicy likes to ride 'cause I'm the guy
She wifey, nice and I say kind a shy
Put my hoodie on baby and go and make it
(I keep it real)
I'm fighting my pride trying to be the nice guy
But my Michael Jackson's just trying to see the bright side
My white friends think
off
'Cause now when he kicks, he doesn't feel pain and he could take somebodies face off
He won in the second round but by then his mum would just
(It's gonna to be alright)
It's gonna to be alright (It's gonna to be alright)
So let me introduce myself
I go by the name Mali
And it's nice
temples
Oh me? Cody died and it's no more nice guy season
Cause now he's heated and it's
Time to pack your bags
No more looking back
So quit your
what the fuck am I doing
Nice guy I never been ruthless
But I wear that if the shoe fits
'Cause I got six girls that love me
But I only love my music
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