Lyrics:
Ich will raus aus dieser Ciddy
Ich will raus aus diesem Land
Ey, hier ist kein Platz für Feelings
Aber ich sag irgendwann ist alles OK
(Ich will raus
to be lively
Ciddy's born to be lively she's born to be lively Sharon's born to be lively
She's born to be lively
So when you see Ciddy doing Ciddy's
go give u wahala
PH CIDDY
LAGOS CIDDY
LONDON CIDDY
ITS YOUR BOY TYB
OGHENEKOME
WARRI
that I been through
Don't ask me to forgive you
I got no love left but what you expect when my hearts been misused
Bro got the ciddies onto man
In
the days when the phone lines roaring
But bro love the thrill of the touring
Bro licked that slizzy silly
We all know that my man a ciddy
We don't get no
für Club
hört zu wie ich auf Beats hier spuck, nämlich...
Igigittigitt, bäh, dies hier ist neue Hamburg Ciddy Shit, yeah
Beweg dein' Arsch, just
Ciddy
I'm in the yo wit the Addikts serving nothing but hitters
Where my applause at
I'm bout to clap at you niggas
Make a special encore and double back
Ciddy
I'm in the yo wit the Addikts serving nothing but hitters
Where my applause at
I'm bout to clap at you niggas
Make a special encore and double back
Sie stresst rum macht zu viel Palaber
Wir cruisen durch die Ciddy ya wir fahren fast
Steppe in den Store und ja wir zahlen Cash
Das girl sie mag die
gelaunt trick nerv nicht.
Suche Pfandflaschen in den Citys.
Brauche Euro, Dollar, Peso, Ciddys.
Ich chill mein Leben mit den Hippies.
Schieb Depris hab nur
to the work of keepin' it and increasing it
Man, what a time to be Ciddy though
Only me to thank and to blame for what I've really sown
Feel like that skinny
I got a good thing and I know she's a good thing
Ciddy boy music, feel with me yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, listen
She took a chance on me and I'm still in
what the hips with the asses
If she get nasty, she get the address
CIDDY
Two times a classic, third time's a hat trick
Seein' you niggas get pissed,
Ciddy boy music King of the back yard swing
I am jarrel listen
Girl you know you're bad bad bad bad
Girl you know you're bad
Girl you know you're bad
Yeah, yeah, ciddy boy music, go DJ, that's my DJ
I'm gon' chill baby, and get my head bad, put a little ice in my cup, with a shot of
Hennessy, yes
I'm really Goated
Got a jill Scott by my side and she posin
Shawty outta Houston way too thick that's on Ginobili
Ciddy cid got me off the earth I'm
Hier zurück nach Hamburg Ciddy
Ich hatte Shows in Holland, Homie
Da war alles zu spät
Hab in St petersburg gerockt
Bis hin zum Balatonsee
Will, dass alle
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