Lyrics:
The state of minds go Zion
What do we need is fire
To felling I and i
Like on the rich mount Zion
That crazy kids of Zion
What do we need is fire
they eating my dust
They ain't bout it
They talking to much
I be counting and doubling and stacking it up
We from the money mount we run it up
Why your
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
won mount
All of them won mount
I dey tell the girls hi them dey tell me bye
Them dey tell me bye
The boy e don get now them won come by
Now them won
They call it that Jersey bounce
A rhythm that really counts
The temperature always mounts
Wherever they play, the funny rhythm they play
It
They call it that jersey bounce
A rhythm that really counts
The temperature always mounts
Wherever they play, the funny rhythm they play
It
They call it that Jersey bounce
A rhythm that really counts
The temperature always mounts
Wherever they play, the funny rhythm they play
It
didn't count
I see it grab it don't check the tag it
No bragging but I don't care bout the 'mount
I'm tryna stack it make something happen
So many zeroes
We'll show them we are the true sons of liberty
Punk ass redcoats trying to run the show
Telling me what to do and where to go
Mount your horse 'cause
Step by step is how you make it to the top
Talkin' 'bout Calvary not Mount Olympus
Even if the cavalry is riding with or not
If the LORD is my
a check I feel no shame
Bounce those who's up next I got no game
Mount hoes by the neck I'm a no name
Sprout doe, leave her wet, I said no strings
Pussy
They call it that Jersey bounce
A rhythm that really counts
The temperature always mounts
Wherever they play, the funny rhythm they play
It
survive
So I can't let me heart go soft
I was like wait there stop
Tell my haters I gotta give them props
'Mount of times that I doubted myself
Deep shit
I'm a smooth brother, greater than they know Servant had a shekel cause he had nowhere
To go Passin' through Mount Ephraim, they lookin
For a prophet
last
Ohhhh
I might do the dash for you
I no go carry last for you
I go carry cutlass
Tear down ya enemies for you
I go move mountains
I go climb Mount
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作词：刈泽凉太/sole/戴威Fogisle
作曲：刈泽凉太/sole/戴威Fogisle
编曲：刈泽凉太
混音母带：刈泽凉太
Your arms, your figure, your styling
More roads, more mounts, more climbing
Hate
on repeat
We don't speak. We just listen to the melodies
Music to the ears, and now we switching gears
I mount you, then I grind
Up and down, you slip
Real eyes
Sin between them thighs
Read about you
Wondered why
Fin on ten
When u walk by
Finna rub it out
Thuggin love
Make it spout
But that’s cherry
Real eyes
Sin between them thighs
Read about you
Wondered why
Fin on ten
When u walk by
Finna rub it out
Thugging love
Make it spout
But that’s
hell and back
No pain no gain
Living my life
Impressing niggaz no way
Worry myself say
Una no like me no way
I came from the mud
I dey mount myself all
jeweler retire
He made me some ice so what's for the tennis
The 'mount you desire
I'm feelin' like Kevin since I don't get tired
Yuh
Gold on my body they
love
I'd do anything for your love
I'd go anywhere for your love
For your love I would build you a Taj Mahal
By a lake in Shangri La
Wear a sari bag
mount to nothing
We ain't had no hope we just had to go get it
We ain't had no choice but to trap
First time I made profit ain't never wanna go back
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