Lyrics:
waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. dizzy gillespie blow!
has been waiting
My soul anticipating your love, your love, your love
Ladies and gentlemen,
I have the pleasure to present on my album
Mr. Dizzy
love you, I'd hate you
I'm playing your stereogram
Singles remind me of kisses
Albums remind me of plans
Tonight it's love by the fire
The wind
you
I'm playing your stereogram
Singles remind me of kisses
Albums remind me of plans
Tonight it's love by the fire
The wind plays over the coals
kill it
I'ma kill it
My nigga its the
M-A-Triple-D-O
Don't forget the C ho
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're
Żebyś czuła że o Ciebie będę dbał
Ale wiem już jak to jest
Kiedy życiu ktoś nadaje nowy sens
Chcę cię całą
Z tobą chcę zestarzeć się
I mieć album pełen
I do I'll miss the things passing by
I know, I know just not to go and close my eyes
Cause if I do I'll miss the things passing by
I'm all talk
Yeah! Ladies and gentlemen
I wanna thank you for dropping by
You've been listening to
The soundtrack to my life at thirty five
A slice of my mind,
grinding to the day they put me in a body bag me
To give my kids a future that I never had
When you serve a pluck by your daughter and you don't feel no
gwiazdę
Ludzi, co by sprzedali duszę diabłu
Aby zdobyć platynowy album, wiesz?
Prawie każdy jedzie za plecami po każdym
Kochanie - taki jest urok w tej
the stu and spits his damn mind
That's talent, That's generational
Y'all like groupies watching his every move)
If my album don't drop
Prolly got caught by
I made the commandments
Had a couple albums mofucker I canned it
But when I drop this album mofucker I land this shit
Said I was a king by 8 but I'm
From the land of Larry Hoover where they bury shooters
I'm shinin' hard, Stanley Kubrick
We don't live by the law
Two-time felony charge, gun totin'
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up fuck nigga you know you a hater….
Don’t be tryin’ to act like you’re my kin folk
By the look up in yo
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up fuck nigga you know you a hater….
Don’t be tryin’ to act like you’re my kin folk
By the look up in yo
The end has arrived, this album reached the end of its time... the end of its time
I'm low on supplies, the paint on the canvas is dry... the canvas
I be on the way
I'm sorry about the way
The new album is on the way
I'm in my zone
On and off stage I perform
I'll take them by storm now
Watch I'm
been
My mind fits in all spaces
With no storage in it
In a year, I dropped 2 albums
But the digits didn't
The year ain't done yet
And I ain't even
them views in hopes my shit be trending too
Fuck it I don’t give a fuck about
Views the likes the comments fraud
If my album drops my album sucks
But I’m
w twojej kawie
(zgaszę blanta w twojej kawie)
Dawaj album, masz go? Prawie
Widziałem, jak moi przyjaciele
Wstrzykują sobie marichuaninę
Dekadę
Alkopoligamia, która na początku
Istnienia zajmowała się produkcją ubrań
By z czasem rozszerzyć działalność
O fonografię w tekstach na solowych płytach
Najczęściej
Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin' hand an' laughin' (Hahaha)
And thinkin'
Ratin latent, and perpetratin
My album's love mics, tough like dirt bikes
You get frantic, New York City, run and panic
California, I switch
never even called me by my name
You don't have to call me Waylon Jennings
And you don't have to call me Charlie Pride
And you don't have to call me
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