Lyrics:
the gig pay)
Amateur (Don't forget how to play)
I wanna be the old lady at the coffee shop
Playin songs about her past
With a glimmer in the corner of her
bling
Cravejado no limite
Meu mic brilha no escuro da gig, yeah
Protegido e muito chique
Quero brilho, Johnny Dang
Flow é tiro, damn
Eles falam damn
I'm the L, I'm the boss in the squad shit
I'm the ill too much sauce with the G's shit
I'm not a gang but I go hard with ma gig shit
With ma gig
Eating a fig, fig, fig
Now Pretty Pig, Pig, Pig
Said it’s her gig, gig, gig
Can you really dig?
Now little cat, cat, cat
On the mat, mat, mat
candlelight scheming for the day
I've got a big move on the way
You get the gig and then the pay
Real money talks, that's what they say
I've got a big move
closure then I'm gone
You don't miss me anymore you've moved on
Tell me you're in love but love is a liar
Tell me the gig is up because aren't you tired?
Meet Sarah & Little Rock
We're all parched and need a drink stop
Gig's at the Tiki Rooms
Then we find a local bar
Drink our own weight in Bud
Iron wakes
yeah)
Working for real (For real)
Working for real (For real)
I gotta new gig
I gotta new crib
Working for real (For real)
Working for real (For real)
to Haitian chick she thick as fuck From Florida
Ima Gigolo Gigolo Gigolo Gig
Shawty she clapping dat ass she clapping dat ass
She do wit no hands she flip
the creeps
Life is sick. You're born you live
You die, but what of it?
Man, that's just part of the gig
Could take it day by day
Or plan it inch by inch
But
Wasting time
In this line
When all that matters
Is sublime
Trippin’ out
Dreaming big
Will they remember
How you danced this gig
And all you
show every chick would say
Hey, what will you do after this gig?
I parked my car right there and I'm too drunk to drive
Would you take me home tonight?
fucking siqening
The garmets fucking siqening
We’re so fucking siqening
Oh you better werk bitch
Thats a sickening outfit
Showing up to the gig, twerl
In
the roaring
so, are you ready now?
welcome to the gig
So come on, set yourself free,
and let me know about it yelling out to me,
it doesn't matter
if you're
Solto pelo Mundo
Solto pelo mundo
Aventureiro nato
E dono disso tudo ai
Um shot sem motivo algum pra minha gig
Ouvindo som bem alto
No carro o
Gig, aber nach
Hause kannst du humpeln, ah
In die Skinny Jeans stopf' ich meine Patte
Eh alles hat ein'n Preis, doch ich
Scheiß' auf Rabatte, eh, ah
all for next
When we are past this 2020 curse
We can't go carolling
We can't play our Christmas gig
We can't see our family
So let's just give
Virgil and Kae
Virgil and Kae
Every gig was a hang with Virgil and Kae
They knew the band and everyone's names
They even knew the lyric to My Old
on the stage like this shit a gig
She told me she want me, I told her to leave
She up in my head, like I got a weave
Started right here like Adam and Eve
Killing
going to roll
When I get there this I know
The rock won't stay its going to roll
You know the thing about this gig
The gig's a game and the game is rigged
I was on my way to Croydon
I was driving to a gig
I’d just gone past junction 5
And hit a queue that was very big
I sat there in traffic for an hour
for waiting this gig starts now
Listen as we sing we'll show you how
I have waited for so long
I have waited to sing yea
I have waited for the time
your
Ever ever O baby
Ever ever ever
Ever ever ever
Girl I will be yours
Forever and ever
Ze ge de
Zi Gig da zi gig da Zi Gig da
IjBTeam ge geh
Bring it
it numb
Come off a di bed mek mi beat it pon di grung
Spin like gig Stagga like rum
Gwone like seh yu bad now yu a run up and dung
Girls talk ya man
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