Lyrics:
High as fuck with the Ricky's on Shout out to my twin,Lay Lay You know I put my twizzys on Choppa chase a nigga down
Yeah, you know the blicky gone
year-old skinny Cartman (goddamn it)
An anti-Backstreet and Ricky Martin
Whose instinct's to kill N'Sync, don't get me started
These fuckin' brats can't
Dialogue: Picture this where it all started was back in Boston, Mass. Some time ago (believe that) and by reopening the doors to all youth a little
Styl jak Ricky Fajfus Martin
Ja pozostaję lay low nie jestem z ich partii
Lepiej celebrujmy to że mamy kilka piw
Lepiej celebrujmy to że mamy kilka
Monopoly
La game est hard, tout nu sur une tune de Ricky Martin
Pour toi, ils shake leur body-body
Bom-bom, deux millions en banque, trois millions dans
my whole fam with me
Aunties sister brothers cousins
Couple uncles like steve martin
Get in cheaper by dozen
High IQs
Still be in the Funktion
for high tone places
Elizabeth Taylor is not his style
And even Ricky Martin's smile
Is something he can't see
My baby don't care who knows it
for high tone places
Elizabeth Taylor is not his style
And even Ricky Martin's smile
Is something he can't see
My baby don't care who knows it
My
bitch)
Yeah, encima las pacas haciendo planking (mula)
Aquí somos muchos como los Viking, ey, ey
Thunder, lightning, yo soy un astro, Ricky Martin
Yeah
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Yeah
Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy
Went and got off my ass and got to the cash
I pull up in a Aston Martin I drive by
I don't even know how we starting she so fly
She be playing hard to get i don't know why
She gonna give a sign
I pull up in a Aston Martin I drive by
I don’t even know how we startin she so fly
She be playing hard to get i don’t know why
She gonn give
Remember Ricky's wife in part one?
I never said her name
She was known on road as "Vanessa Fame"
When she wedded Ricky she never
Claimed his second
for high tone places
Elizabeth Taylor is not his style
And even Ricky Martin's smile
Is something he can't see
My baby don't care who knows it
My
for high tone places
Elizabeth Taylor is not his style
And even Ricky Martin's smile
Is something he can't see
My baby don't care who knows it
My
our turn to play calypsos
Yo me and you meet me by the two
A war goin' on that's involvin' the crews
Bring both your arms Rel and Moose down in
weed just to eat
Had to drink lean just to sleep
Modern day martin luther king
Cause im having masarati Dreams
Yeah yeah yeah modern day Martin Luther
LOST!...Up in no-mans land of the Northwest Territories
They were lost up in no-mans land The Martin Hartwell Story
The Martin Hartwell Story
for, he don't care for high tone places
Elizabeth Taylor is not his style
And even Ricky Martin's smile
Is something he can't see
My baby don't
for high tone places
Elizabeth Taylor is not his style
And even Ricky Martin's smile
Is something he can't see
My baby don't care who knows it
My
to martwi
I że kurwa netem rządzą koreańscy internauci
Ile płaci surogacie za bobasy Ricky Martin
Jeden z nich jest kurwa czarny a drugi ma chyba autyzm
Chuj
toys
U got it beat it good
Dirt drank for the tough man (mane)
Understood got the joy by the grind and it feels dank
And my shit stank by my shirt stains
Grandma, my brothers Bing
And Jerry, the Broadus family, the
Vanardo family, the Fullers, Taylor, Tate
& Martin family, my uncles, my aunts
Stampede
Martin Luther had a dream
Martin Luther had a dream
Martin Luther had a dream
They gonna have to kill me too and I put that on everything
I'm coming
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