Lyrics:
here for the win
Semenya on track
I'm out of your league
Semenya on track
I'm here for the gold
Semenya on track
A true champion
Semenya on track
Again
picks, I just shoot
Chop and get screwed i told her it's BYOB
That mean buy your own boobs
Put it on God, He the one who put me on top
Can't be put in
Bitch I'm ballin', bitch I'm ballin', racked up, no wallet
Keep a bad bitch in my team, I should join the league
NBA, never broke again, never
the same
I'm born again
No more the same
I'm born again
From darkness to light
From death to life
We are translated
By the blood of Jesus shed on the cross
the light that shines
Oh it's a shame to lose your way as a child
Oh (same old story again) it's a shame to lose your?
Down by the bayou
Louisiana
hold in the 1950’s when we were already entranced by baseball, bikinis and the boob tube. We invented manned flight, atom bombs, and duct tape before we
obsessed
Y'all are just the hottest mess
You're simple you are not complex
I'm sorry I am not impressed
Back on my bullshit again
I am having way too
deserves shit, not even dope Emotional abuse, at it's roots
Let me play with your boobs, got too serious, my fault
How can I make this cool? I'm a fool again
is shining again
Corona Ended
Corona Ended
Corona Ended Yeah
The light is shining again
COVID-19 took the world by storm
COVID-19 took the world by
proud
With your big boobs and got both out
Why you crying on my timeline?
Talking 'bout your little problems
I ain't 'bout to follow you 'cause I
going broke again
NBA, never broke again
Never going broke again
Talkin' money but walkin' funny
Is it any reason why ya'll starvin'
I spell boredom by
Mob psycho 100% play with the boy you won't play again
Slide electric biometrics deal with characteristics
They make you think again
I bring
getting scary for y'all niggaz now) what's good
There go the apple of my eye, my black butterfly
Don't try to pass me by, like you do them other guys
again
(Louisiana bayou) Down by the bayou
Tryin' to play with the 'caine
Tryin' to play with the 'caine
Same old story again
Louisiana bayou
Sweet
When I'm human again
So sweep the dust from the floor
Let's let some light in the room
I can feel, I can tell someone might break the spell any day now
Alone again I need my friends
To hold my hand
Come home again
Alone again I need my friends
To hold my hand
Come home again
Alone again I need my
And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers
is happening? I've seemed to lost my way again
Guess I'll get by
Cause my heart's still beating and my lungs still breathing
And my mind is getting
step that she Takes is a really drunkard Truly
Any where Nuh dey save Girl
Me want to see yours lips and The boobs again butty inna me Face me wan
Im UrHighness
She'll be back again
I collect
Lord Rocko shit
Shawty say she leavin', I don't care, cause Shell be back again
I could never go broke,
[Originally by The Police]
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers
ball, kay, broad, g'day!,
Now G'd afternoon, subhuman self, caught a splash of moon, got stupid felt
By the moon light, oh my passive wounds
They thrash
This is the story of the first Thanksgiving, once again by my drunk grandpa:
Many years ago...Christopher Columbus and his pilgrim buddies come
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