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SoHo
Last week you're at Nobu
This week you're at 1 Oak
I might just have to block you
On all my fucking socials
You know, yea
What i'm really like
Can't

sticks in the lot it's drum line
I'm catching hits they just pullup and go
When Knot want the drink we just pullup the oaks
I got my glizzy and you neva

pine oak, the green is good
Any second I can see it
You undressin all yo demons
We talk problems on the wayside, Yeah yeah
Sippin' bottles just to feel

been 
Where our free will takes us
Make no mistake I am all in

Dani your electric halo shines
In the live oak's age and the sandstone mesa's
Account

I am strong, built like an oak
I am strong, built like an oak
And I’m fifteen miles from home
And I’m fifteen miles from home
Dressed in red, she was

my way, three decks up away, oak wood on the floor
I am on an island of dreams
I am on an island of dreams
Step inside, rusty spikes pop-up
My heart

and shit dog
So let’s hit up the press box
Go head get some food
Get a little pregame going
And then head to the oak room
And get litty as fuck
Nah bruh for

do you burn so bright
And we'll all hang on behind

Tell me, old oak tree, how long for have you grown
And what's it like to die each winter when

and wildthings, awake with bear and fawn

String light where you will
At pure fountain we'll fill
The oak and hills grow wiser still
Aglow in marigold memory

Let's take a walk, Goldilocks
To the forest where trees talk
Voice concerns to the worms
I've been there once
Had some lunch
With some oaks and elms

and dry,
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on.
And down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary,
hair of goldand lips like cherries,
It's good

too damn loud
Where the gang? You know Scoobys always down
Young Oak got the sound
Paint a track like a clown
Mix it up grow it up from out the ground

We two kings of holly and oak
Every year our story is told
An endeavor ceasing never
Fighting to claim the throne

Oh one of death and one of life

to sing your limits from the ash fields and quarries

Your live oak
A Georgia shackle
Your love oak
A Georgia shackle
Your arroyo
A wailing wall
And to it

the oaks just banging out
I'm tryna make it out, no dinner we staking out
Fucc fame never chasing clout, in the oaks just banging out
And I'll never ever

gathering the finest oak
Every morning when the alumijum would rise
They would set out deep in the Movera forest
In search of wood
However on one particular

betty toma OAK 
Puta já fica em choque
Mente de loc, 
cai no braço que ce morre 2x 

Yeah !

White bitch toma OAK
P*ta ja ficando em choque
Cai no braço

but still killing shows
On every coast I go to, huh
Thick like an oak, cos i'ma seed of ah god
I'm never giving up I been on my job, hear me now
Thick

I live my life
Young and Old
Bright in spring
Living gold
All his leaves
Will fall at length
And look he stands
With naked strength
Like the oak
It's

giant of oaks

I'm a tempered weapon weight in a warriors hand
While you fight the lion's den
I'd stay fiery sunrise slow warmth across your face
Morning

Woah, seeds I sew
Oaks they grow
Tall as Eiffel
So when I go
When I’m ghost
They my icons
Nothing lasts forever
It’s a shame
But that’s life, hoe
So

an old oak tree she took me in her arms
Her touch was soft and tender and her lips were sweet and warm
She hypnotized me with her sighs and gave me such

me"

Withering oak painted against darkness becomes your home

No champion to your might
Crude weapons fuel your lust for blood
Despite your lack

Because the flowers have died
Baby I'll love you till the end of time
Meet me out under the old oak tree
I'll hold you and you'll hold me
We'll lay our