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Every child need a father
Like, I was raised by the block
I was nine when my father got knocked
I was twelve when my brother got knocked
I was thirteen

where things got a longer wave-length
Rhythm's up, flashing dancing disco stars
in March near to Mars
On the notes of an Australian bagpipes
playing by

they hate me, in upper, they love man
I Gucci'd the backpack, true
I killed dark ting
Mad Max, uh, my food penger than Lauren Lon'
And I ain't know sweet

fucking like em
And if it's beef my homies count on me
I'm fucking riding
My niggas creepin ain't so sweet
We probably fucking dying
Ask him where he from

Dancing is a suckers game
I'm Piecin the puzzle together so f
Guess ill just leave it or
Love it the fucking same

I numb my brain but I
Still feel the bass

picture this?
My sweet moans in your ear
While fuckin' me slow (Me slow)
Baby, go deep, please don't stop
You're on a roll, your body froze
Baby, you don't

would hold my love
And those words still stand true
I will stay by you even
When you've had enough, oh

We used to spend every Friday
Night searching for

me scream and shout
Leather and oil and all nightlong
Marvin Gaye's sweet love song
Venus is rising, the hell breaks loose
It's natural baby, just

by me 
 Then the smell of sweet perfume 
 This happened much too soon 
 She called me to her room 
  
 Billie Jean is not my lover 
 She's just a girl

You can have a skittle
A mento or a sweet tart
It ain't no riddle, you don't need an ID card
It's not illegal
It might give you some cavities
It's

ever be
How marvelous! How wonderful!
Is my Savior's love

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I'm

My life flows on in endless song
Above earth's lamentation
I hear the sweet though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation
Through all the tumult

this scene is a piece of painting in the museum
有你在的地方都是我的主
场
Wherever you are, it's my ho
me court
和我一起躺下在
爱的土壤
Lie with me in the soil of love

Yeah, my sme Blas gang chápeš?
Už nikto a nič nás nezastaví
My máme bangre, my máme módu
Robíme rap, lóve, my máme kvalitu
You know what I'm sayin'?

každej víkend (Yah, yah)

Mám bad bitch doma (Love), je to bílá vdova (Marihuana)
Je sweet jak donut, ji motám jak roll up, pak dělá mi kolaps (Yeah)
Vydrž

sells a bit of grass and hots up cars
Talks of travel never gets far
Loves his kids but left his wife
An everyday story of country life
Country life

bed
Quickly cover up your head
Don't you lock the doors you know that sweet Santa Claus is on the way

[Chorus]
Well I wish it could be Christmas

Catch the last train to Schiphol while Dru Hill sing:

"How deep is your love for me?"
How sweet is your subtlety?
How cheap are your luxurious frames

Called me up this morning trying to talk all sweet. Checking out my feelings wondering should we meet. Said you lost your temper when I said good by

time

Take this sweet but twisted smile
And deliver straight to you
For the sake of a deeper love
We must break it, build it up
Yeah, it's driving