Lyrics:
dead
Now it's stuck-tuck in my head
And your words got me lost in ti-ti-time
I got a feeling in my chest
That my head is depressed
'Cause I can't get you
Strike three, ooh, I got you out
Without a doubt, I got you out
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this
bounce to this track
And I don’t care what anybody thinks about that
Hands to the sky, and throw your head back
I can love again tonight
We bounce
Every little word a tí say I'm hanging on
Not like the truth in the moment to make me let go
I need to let go of a tí
Your toxic fumes are making me
by the pool, then we get a room
Sit back, lean back you know how I move
I love it when you're rude cus' that's your only mood
A ti no te gustan los
the Myags
(laughing) I can'ti need like a basic beat
Thinking how I got here
Locin' low and tosin' pussy you was not there
Holdin' never foldin', we was
worries for you
But I wouldn't lie
Na you dey cool my temperature
You gimme love
Gimme love
And I'm ready to return yours back to you
Na only you dey for
wouldn't lie
Na you dey cool my temperature
You gimme love
Gimme love
And I'm ready to return yours back to you
Na only you dey for me
When man no dey
you dey cool my temperature
You gimme love
Gimme love
And I'm ready to return yours back to you
Na only you dey for me
When man no dey
And I go hold
the light again
Make good choices till the end
Time is passing by
And there's no turning back my friend
Que sería de mi si no fuera por ti?
Me diste alas por
Resuscitation was waiting patiently but they couldn't
Bring her back
Who got the footage?
Channel 9
Cameras is looking
It's hard to channel your energy when
know I've got something for your body
Earl...Earl
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Earl playing by himself, man
Dennis
Ladies and gentlemen!
May I have your attention, please?
Do you wake every morning in shame and despair
To discover your pillow is covered with
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep
psyche
To keep the beast in
Every year the SAD come back in December
'Tis the season
A heathen reaching for a reason
To keep breathing
Niggas know me 'bout
crazy for you
Have my back, know I got your back baby
I'm TheAct but, no, it ain't no actin' me
Matter of fact, yeah, I think I might crash it, baby
the turf (what?)
Maybe I'll tap your gla**, I got some cheers for you
For they yak can't hold me back
So baby, wha**up with that? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
got the braps, the braps, the braps, 100 a nigga get whacked
Shout out to OG Wacko, holdin' it down on the West Boast
Smokin' on gas by the pound from
left, right, left, leave 'em coming back for more
You got that step-by-step when you come out on the floor
You got that ooh-na-na-na-na-na
You got that
this look easy ain't as easy as it look
And this beat stook in my head it got me singing on the hook
Do it by the book
No I don't do it by the book
Do it
on
Said she got that henny trynna drop down get her eagle on
What's your name little mama tell me where you from?
Yeah She like hold up do you hear? this my
fight to be Jews
Did come to these hills with me
On my death bed your leader I'll name
'Tis Judah, the Macabee
My name is Judah, the Macabee
By the name
best friend
Always got your back forever shes ready to ride
Shorty that's your best friend
Through any situation anywhere that she by your side
Shorty
for y'all right now
Last track of 2020
JD
Tis the Christmas time
All my homies so fly
Got yo shorty by me
We connect like Wi-Fi
Skirting doing
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