Lyrics:
was afternoon tea, I was saloon,
She was Junior League, I was Dodgers,
But I loved her morning, night and noon.
Opposites attract, the wise men
was afternoon tea, I was saloon,
She was Junior League, I was Dodgers,
But I loved her morning, night and noon.
Opposites attract, the wise men
it's all gonna be alright
And just listen to the church bells ringing, ringing
Yeah, they're ringing
Jenny was hosting Junior League parties
on blocks
The holes in all our socks
Talkin' 'bout lifestyles of the not so rich and famous
Tell 'em bout your mama and the bowling league
Tell 'em bout
plebada brava cuidan Culiacan
Con tostones las Cheyennes listos pa pelear
Ni el gobierno ni la Balas lo hacen ir atrás
El ni ni trae la luz verde
Por el
I've known this girl since we were young
She lived round corner at number 41
I first saw her at junior school
But she was two years older and super
league player, doesn't matter
You're gonna fall down (everyday)
You're gonna fall down (everyday)
And when you taste that earth, face in the dirt
Joey! Here comes Junior to third base!
They're gonna wave him in! the throw to the plate will be'.
Late! The Mariners are going to play
For
My mama talked her daddy into letting me take her out our junior year
She was a hallway queen, outta my league and I smiled ear to ear
And every
Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah
Woah woah woah woah
Yeah woah woah woah woah
Hold up
Woah
Oh my God Junior
Oh my God Junior
Oh my God
We love you
Black Bo, you know we miss you
J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League
M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music
Since everybody wanna speak they mind
Maybach Music
Yo,
it's all gonna be alright
And just listen to the church bells ringing, ringing
Yeah, they're ringing
Jenny was hosting Junior League parties
In Barrancas, a young dreamer with a ball at his feet
Indigenous roots, Wayuu blood, rhythm in every beat
From Barranquilla's trials to Junior's
mouthwash, g
Your mouth smells like my jockstrap, see-
A-you-S-E, you're rhyme didn't mean
?D-O-D-D?, junior Moe Dee
Stop biting, chewing, swallowing
Who in
of a Pathfinder
Powerful pursuit for pussy, cash, to flash diamonds
My junior high school class, wish I stayed there
Illegal entrepreneur, I got my grades there
Low country, high speed
Flag on a mailer, cross on a trailer
Junior day league
Billboard reads, "Have a dream"
Still driving upstate
Cracked
amigo viajando o mundo inteiro
na escolinha de aula de padeiro
eu fui o primeiro
Vinicius Júnior, que é amigo do Neymar
na Champions League, o Josué vai
or be down
Break-ups keep me drowned
I'm on my feet now
Twenty-seventeen, yeah
I was in the league (Yeah, yeah)
Junior first-team, yeah
Senior year
Hearing that song play in that car
I should've swallowed grenades just to feel a spark again
How far we've come from the middleman
To a big league role
the Golden Blades
Tu' way pocky' way
Trying to creep
Up behind us
Tu' way pocky' way
It was the
Yellow Pocahontas
Tu' way pocky' way
That's Bo Dollis
Junior
on blocks
The holes in all our socks
Talkin' 'bout lifestyles of the not so rich and famous
Tell 'em bout your mama and the bowling league
Tell 'em bout
of fame
Junior High to the league, rookie of the year
Hardwood floors every time I grab a chair
I ain't stingy, Montana got racks to share
Crocodile
Es ist Juri am Mic, dikka Testo-Flow
Das ist Champions League auf Rap-Niveau
Sieh mich im Gran Coupé bei
Nacht durch deine Stadt rasen
Sitz' auf 400
Illinois
But not bad, not bad for a good ole boy
Well he's a little league coach and a junior college grad
A volunter fireman and a full-time dad
Not Bad
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