Lyrics:
Shalala
La la la la la
Shalala
La la la la
Shalalala
La la la la la
Oooooh
I feel the Summer
The love is in your eyes
I'm falling harder
Can you
Yeah yeah mamma even know who cubscout is
Bad bitches love to talk about me
Cause' they know my fucking bag bigger
Don't associate with them lil
to try?
Up up and away, sunshine, blue skies, fly
and I see orange stars, green clovers, and blue diamonds
Feelin nutritious!
Makin love to my, beotches,
potential
We share this universe
Im everything you love about this world
And, la France i have
Everything vous detestez
That it because you created me
I was
a show to get tossed in
What a glow to get lost in
It's something I don't say often
And maybe it's the champagne talking
But you know I seen many moons
[Sammie]
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, oooh I got you out
without a doubt, I got you out
(Lil' Bow Wow)
Infatuated by her demeanour and her subtle tongue-in-cheek
We used to spend a couple hours every night just talking deep
Now she's standing right in front
Oooh, oh my darling
Oh my love yeah
Oooh oh oh, yeah yeah
Staring at the Christmas tree
Thinking about having a Christmas party
We're in
La-da-da-daaaa
Ooohh-oooh, ohhh yeah
I'm comin' hard with this killa game
And I'ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke
Young
La-da-da-daaaa
Ooohh-oooh, ohhh yeah
[The Pimp]
I'm comin' hard with this killa game
And I'ma make 'em all realize that they about to be broke
Young
of what you know about love
I swear I really can't get enough
Ohhh this love amaze me
I just wanna be by your side
I'm feeling ok
Feeling like I'm sick when
touch
With that proper little mystic about your ways
About your style that got your boy dazed
Now I'm diggin' in my game so I can see where you
I’ve been practicing self love for as long as i could remember
But what was this self love I thought I knew about?
Was it only loving my good parts
proper little mystic about your ways
About your style that got your boy dazed
Now I'm diggin' in my game so I can see where you at
And I'm pushin' all
Oooh
That bass kicks
Just like when paranoia hit
Only one person in the room like it when I spit
Talking bout #1
Maybe more
But I'm not yet arrogant
left with a hug
Even worse to know this dork wasn't getting no love
I had a crush then (crush then)
She was mad cool (mad cool)
I'm talking bout
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
(la da la daa la)
I don’t know much about it
I don't know much (ooh oh ooh oooh)
I don’t know much about it (...yeahhh...)
I don't know much about
neck, ughn
bad, think I even forgot'er name I'm senseless
love makin intoxicated from'er body she bangin
Fly girl real cute and she down for whatever
makin' progress
By the power of the Holy Ghost
Oooh
I show my love, cos I'm a soldier
Display my love cos I'm a soulchild
It's been a long time comin'
party dude (oooh woo yea)
If you come we must all, get along (get along, get along, get along)
Ladies no pants, all I want to see is thongs (is thong,
the love of her own child
She asked the first guy to have his baby
He looked at her like she must be crazy
He was makin' records and goin' on tour
Now I and I say greetings in the name of The Mighty King
And I & I say played by the King love is all I bring
And I & I say Africa is I & I
review on Fader
Still get no love from Pitchfork
Nigel Rubirosa, que la cosa?
Feet up on the sofa
Heat up on the holster
World's Fair Yeah, you know
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