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the wrong stash and spend ya fee up
They got goons to stir the sauce out your noodle and orchestrate your mamas Mia
Yeah
Yeah
Gawd
Don't condone bringing

is in the cooked beat, marinate
I got my feet up
layed back where the mamasitas
Got my mind on finding mama mia
It's phenomenal when the phenomenon hit

bitch teething

Word to my mama, I move like Obama
I know niggas shoot for no reason
Drip from the floor, I got rhude on my body
This shit come from out

dance macarena
Hotter than the chilis
Got me saying ay caramba ooh
She gon' say mama mia ooh
When she'll see that i'm in it

Beelzebub, had a lot to think

need reefer
But I aways become an assassin whenever I'm high, don't let me get leisure
I told lil mama she not herself when she get hungry and fed her my

been had sum screws missing

Kota don't trust shit hit em if he get to twitchin

Put 'em ina casket tie his body if they found em snitchin

Attacced by

to, you small you Scrappy Dew 
Gotta taste for some  Pappadeaux'
Shrimp Pasta, that Pasta love
Mama Mia I'm kinda stuck 
Seeing Cookie Monster in

Fortnite knock em back wit da Hammer
Glock to his head fuck nigga count to 3
Dat nigga stay M.I.A. (Uh Huh)
Bitch tryna fuck every day (Uh-Huh)
Eat up my

record e (Olohun)

Mo ma teleport e
Mo ma land e s'ori bed mo ma Zedikus
Malo sa Mama Mia mo ma double cross e
Onipe I go pay, oni, no be ofe

Bimo shey

(You cut up on this one, JAY C)

Y'all think these nigga street, not to me
I'm a skinny nigga, but my pockets fat, YTB (MIA JAY C)
Mama, buss

Zlatá karta Fio, zlatá karta Mama Mia (Mami)
Každej den chci vidět, jak se směješ (Woop)
Chci, ať každej můj pes má Mercedes (Skrrt, skrrt)
A chci, more,

Saturday Nite Fever

Lordz of Brooklyn

All in the Family

1995

your hoes and blades cause it's a bar fight..

[Kaves]
I got the Saturday Night fever, word to mama mia
It's that crazy L.O.Bia, yo It's my pizzeria

fly to MIA
Benihanas so i was eating by the plate
Gotta call up mama juh bout everyday
Always worried bout me so i know she gon pray
Cuh these silly

Damn, dall'Italia, amico, lei, baby mama sa che mi fido
Saltiamo i pasti, piange il mio frigo
Sai che mi manchi, non sono il tipo

Lune, marte,

G
Ask my Mama I was lost
And so she lost sleep
Tryin' to make these ends meet
Closet full of swap meet
Roca Wear at Ross son
Walkman bumpin' Pac

mía es un ocho desde antes de los dieciocho
Hasta este rato

No nací en Tennessee
No estoy tomando Hennessy
No me pescas esto te gusta, sé que sí

VIKOSI by YEYO "The Miracle Child"

(CHORUS)
Sina vikosi
Washkaji wangu wote masupasta na maboss
Cheki vumba vumba limevimba ndani ya pochi
Staki

amazed by the changes
Autumn leaves and phases
All them leaving, pacing
Often leaving pages
Half written
All my homies went to new lands
With new plans

(MIA JAY C, I hear you, JAY C)
The same feeling that you
Get when you win a solo ayy

The same feeling that you get
When you win a solo
The same

you aint staying home
A week or two went by
They told me homie just died
It hurts to see his mama cry

Manando the reason i did it, yeah
I’m putting

tranquila va tutto bene
Come ridevi che volevo fare il rapper
In tasca ho poco o niente, conforto è ciò che serve
Wesh, wesh, mama, ora abbracciami
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