Lyrics:
too easy, it's too easy, it's too
Cash a couple top tokens, your lady friend too easy (way too easy)
Turned a festi' up and shit, performance way too
performance hey hey
Don't matter what ya wearing hey hey
It's about the way you wear it hey hey
Don't matter what ya wearing hey hey
It's about the way ya
I
I fear they're not
Your God is not a silly face
A deity's performance
Oh, but I'm not like that
Move along, it's nothing new
No touching this
Forty-Four seconds, and the final act is over
Hold your applause for this performance,
Millennial man you don't have a plan (or even a thought)
I fill up
OUTSTANDING
Minha performance no game
OUTSTANDING
Ela trajada de Fendi
OUTSTANDING
Um louco fazendo virar
OUTSTANDING
Na sua base cê já treme
Notwithstanding
Several attempts by many in the
Californian community to
Attribute the invention of
Performance poetry to their particular
Clique
Fighting for our future of you claim
In a grand performance of disgrace
All who live this reality
Clearly see through the lies
What will be
come here for me
Got this new pack shit is foreign
She a actress good performance
Need some action never boring
I'm a thief
Stole your heart lost a good
of your dreams
I'm just rubbin' oils in so sensuously
You got a camera baby point it at me
I'm peak performance take a formative peek
At the man, of your
no pay ain’t
No performance.
Ima show you where
The door is
Ain’t no freebies over
Here see a muthafuckin boss
Every-time I look in the mirror
Ima
Cabo
Conversations with Pablo
..we talk blow
Showed performance
Bravo
It all soldX2
I’m like
Look at these diamonds on my wrist
My white
Is
name?
That's was in my head for a week. That's hard though.
I fuck with Rihanna. If I had the grade Super Bowl performance,
I would give her a B. Not
every night, until it get annoying
Want you to tie your hair tight and give me a performance
Heard your man don't lay it right, oh, that's why you Keep
me
If I fail I gotta improve
No excuse for poor performance
Tidy up your game
Play the card in your hand
Nobody's gonna do it for you
It's all on your
Hmm
Ultra
SOGIMURA
I'm far from home we up on the opp block
Got a performance and shit
Far from the phone cause people they just wanna ask for
High Performance, bin in Top Form, I elevate
Schieß zwischen die Füße, Bro Tanz mach den Renegade
Ich hab genug, ich will weg
Ich will out of state
is cruel
And heavy handed
To the weak hearted and
Oh my punishment
Is the curse of knowing
That it's all performance
We dance without knowing
We dance
Yeah
I watched Mazola's performance and I got inspired
That got me back in the stu, 'bout to fuck the shit up when they thought I retired
I would be
Just trying to keep this appearance up
A sad performance at its best
I go along to get along
I sing my stupid songs
And you can dress the part
Till I grab it
Sit up on throne cause
I feel like that's where I'm going
Give a dog bone
Yeah That's what owe me
This is not performance
Nigga Get how
niggas wanna talk they hating because they is not me and
Just had a show put on a great fucking performance
These niggas steady chatting I swear shit can
on the four then they ain't scoring (na ahhh)
Played us on your turf, n yu didn't shoot, poor performance
My darg he up in Ot n he ain't coming home yet
Choppa
The greatest performance, that's guaranteed
To leave you wanting more
So stay, take a seat
At the curtain you call, you'll see
That I have been waiting, to give
some things change
A little version every day
Why some things change
Performing just for you
And anybody can find a why no, no, no
Performance
As you
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