Lyrics:
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Yeah we live in freedom cause
We put our faith in the one
That has cancelled our debts, Yeah
People might say we too young
But that's cause
a set
Morning by my side and eye love to see the 'jects
This is just a hood that we live upon the next
Damn
You get the message
This the type of the shit
tanto que no sé
Dónde estás ni lo que haces
Con tu' flechas tú eres Cupido
Yo que soy tan chic me lo sé
Que este trapo hoy me hace bien
Con otras
days left but we're down to no
August that shit droppin you know where to go
Your record store to pick up that heat
Pay ya cash, sell pics of ya feet
freak out! (Le freak, c'est chic.) Freak out!
Good times.
These are the good times.
Leave your cares behind.
These are the good times.
Happy days are
all night, she was here the next day
Lookin' thru her dress, X-Men with the X-Ray
Call your friends out, show me what your friends bout
I ain't in my
you want me you can watch me on your video phone
I love how you approach me
Fresh white, with your pants, hanging grown man low
Everything you
for real
But I love you, I wanna be around you forever
I love your presence, I love your voice, your style, your hair, your eyes, your lips
Your
Justice is no good
People aren't behaving. We're misunderstood
They're not doing what they should. The head misled
Punk'd by another little toy. This is
is shorty cmon)
In the visuals I'm throwing peace signs
You lost your respect but ima keep mine
Show no mercy yea just like I'm T.I
Don't need a perc
on your head
Let your back bone stiff
Simon says
Put your hands on your head (Simple simon says)
Bring them down by your side (Simple simon says)
Shake
showin love for stag we can get high if we wanna we singin
(Chorus)
We can get the rims spinnin
and your team winnin
and your chics grinnin just like me
want me you can watch me on your video phone
I love how you approach me
Fresh white, with your pants, hanging grown man low
Everything you sayin'
the bands in the Benz and fuck fake friends I'm in love with the ends I'm in it to win it your team they just lack with it been a minute I'm a young buck I'm
not how you evolve, your style is unique
It's not your technique, I think that it's chic
Well you're not Nicki but you can kick it
Swords are still
Lying here next to you, talking bout all the things he put you through
How you caught him with a side chic
Then he tried to hide it
Leaving him is
One bad guy for one bad chic
Roho yangu ishakupenda sio Siri
Ni we naota usingizini
Ni we nataka niamini
Oh Baby
Nakupenda cause your romantic
we give our life to
You have the right to be loved
By everyone who's willing to love you
They say blood is thicker than water
I say love is
we give our life to
You have the right to be loved
By everyone who's willing to love you
They say blood is thicker than water
I say love is
art
All I know is graft
I got the sauce on spill what do you know about suave
And I do it with I class
I made pounds no BTC
Now chics want the BBC
We
the lights
Now keep it bright because flashbacks got me hypnotized
The only problem with your pops is that he should've worn a condom twenty years ago
So you
to hear your sad stories
Don't follow my vibe, if your borin'
Shout out to my ex's that made me feel broken (Ye)
I tried to be wit' her
But her love is
to stay
Call again, what's your mask today
Why do I always pray, trying hard to do It best whereas you throw my love away
Threre'se no way, someone needs
want me you can watch me on your video phone
I love how you approach me
Fresh white, with your pants, hanging grown man low
Everything you sayin'
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