Lyrics:
of Onegin invented by Pushkin
Sure, and
Now we know each other’s names
Hey
You’re three days
older than me and
There are no obstacles left between us
I mean
Ha, ha
Eh, eh, eh, eh Get out my face check it
Mobb shit bitch
Lynch Mobb mane
Eh, eh The Lu-Lun-iz
3 Times
Me Ager Man
Bart
Let me turn up
And if you need me I’ll be right at your place
Still got love for you, I will show to your face
Let's make this fleetin’ moment last forever
So, tell me
Book report, hand it in, n let's review the final score
An "A" in mediocrity, an "F" in helping poverty
A "B" in being boring and my D up in your hotties
And mannequins instead of them in their spots tho
I'll be done eventually, but not for so long
Tell the president I'm not for sale, hoe
Yell and flex again
know, because he gets to kill me and he loves it. He's so good at it. He shoots me in the face. He loves it. And I let him do it because I want to be
the flame of love's burned out and can't be lit again
And it's the same old story
You've heard a thousand times
Somebody's trust gets broken
Somebody's left
right by my side telling me I'll be fine
When my own group tried to treat me like Syd Barrett
You got me cleaned up, let me stay with your parents
way.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Come on let's twist again like we did last summer
come on, let's twist
They'd been high school sweethearts since
They were just fifteen
A storybook beginning with the
Wedding of their dreams
Consumed by his ambition he
had to wear no black eyes from beatings
As long as he doin' right, by you and the kids
How you gon' expect that man not to be who he is?
I ain't
have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song
And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in
make you mine
You can be my sweetheart
My heart lock
Shawty you fine fine
Lets pop this wine wine
I won't waste yo time
If you be my valentine
Baby be my
through the door, what do you see?
[Tek]
The Representatives for the BCC
Aiyyo, aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo
Um yeah, yo let's do this, stop that
Oh oh (oh oh)
Now she wanna spend (What?)
All night with me
(She wanna wake up with Weezy F baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to
(Throw it back ma
Throw it
pay you a visit
Oh, you stay by that nigga?
You down to zip? I keep the K by the winter
Better be thinking 'bout a way when I hit 'em
Better slow it
up when the phone rings
They were killed by Samara
My friend Paul was killed by this kid's doll, named Chucky
But compared to what happened to Claire
know it well
But you like it
Living in hostel
Okey fuck it
Okey fuck it
Okey fuck it
Okey, let's go, fuck it
Living in hostel
Might be upgrading
We
forever to be by your side
I picked you up and you fell again
You better straighten up, I've given too much bend
My patience's spent, you ready for
Wake the fuck up and dream of me bound to exceed
Lynch your disguise again and give up your hypocrisy
Indeed I'll be the breed-evolved dormant
street horror
Let's get naked by the laptop
Can I snap and pop
You can squeeze and then stop and be all up in that piece
I'm the late night window climber,
heart, shed tears and cried
Now it's up to you baby, please understand
I forgive you for everything, and give you anything
Just let me take ya by
That pump the blood
To the heart of the biz
You know I never thought
That it could take so long
You know I never knew how to be strong
Yeah, I let
stays on earth!
We gon' put it in reverse
Darling I told you many times
And I am telling you once again
Just to remind you sweetheart that my—
Oh
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