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Feeling like I'm Cole damn Sprouse got the Hotel feeling like the whole damn house
God damn
I been round the whole dance floor
You the only shorty here I’m

was Cole Sprouse
In the gardens I float, I trot the globe, rocking a lambskin coat
I get cash everyday, get overpaid, that boy whole life is a joke
Got

mouses
Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses
Y'all cop kush, my nigga, I cop houses
And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and Cole Sprouses

blouses
Y'all cop kush, my nigga, I cop houses
And fill 'em with some Leo DiCap's and Cole Sprouses, nigga
Where we, Rocky, A$AP, GOLF boy, where we at,

wake with the morning sunlight 

Dylan and Cole Sprouse:
To find fortune that is smiling on you 

Anneliese Van Der Pol and Orlando Brown:
Don't let your

B.J. Britt.

he's not KJ Apa.
he's not Cole Sprouse.
he's not even Batman.
he's just a fucking mouse.

you don't need to see God in a mere mortal fella.

I'm in love with Cole Sprouse
Reading Vogue on my couch
He's the one I'd want to be friends with
He's living in LA
Bathing in his teen fame
And I

inside it’s Mendes, I mess with that
It’s Tom holland and Cole Sprouse
Would you fuck a boy for a thousand, I say no but it’s no doubt
I’ve got some lyrics

and drool
Take your bish call me cole sprouse
Any beat out spit fiyah and douse
No time for fakes with weak cash
She get on facetime in a rush to flash
Mash

heartacheS

Brenda Song:
WHATEVER you wish FOR you keep.

Raven:
You wake with the morning sunlight

Dylan & Cole Sprouse:
To find fortune that is falling

for me
Oh, ok I'll be right over
Check this out
Went to Waffle House
Meeting my spouse
She has a new blouse
With a picture of Cole Sprouse
Sausage

fold now
And every city in your tour gets sold out
Fans waiting outside when its cold out
And you live in hotels like Cole Sprouse
Don't close your

the Ground
Rick and Morty science lockdown
It wasn’t funny clown
I want my money now
You shot a brick make house
Dylan and Cole Sprouse
I don’t take tabs no

wander over to your house, hold you on your couch
Live the sweet life like Cole Sprouse and pop that cork out
You'd probably have some problems, we could

gorgeous
Yeah she so gorgeous
Stack up that paper
All way to the ceiling
Ace of spades diamonds
I can't do no dealings
I stay with my brother
Like Cole

Young and a star feel like Cole, Sprouse
Everything better for inclement weather
Go fire for them till it's cold, out
Takin me higher
Sleeping on us now

like I'm Cole Sprouse
Yeah Woah, Woah, Woah

and out
But we are not the same like
Dylan and Cole Sprouse
Feel like a villain, I'm so loud
Told you my plan, weighing my options
I'm holding my hands,

bitch
I'm on my cool shit
Never cockin tools bitch
We in a full house
I feel like Cole Sprouse
Cus I got double vision
You can't get in my position
We

tape in class
And even dickie trynna block me off
I fuckin cop houses
Cole Sprouse, wit' no ounces
When I put em' to death
I bring they ass to Auschwitz

kush, my nigga I cop houses
And fill 'em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga
Where we? Rocky, A$AP
GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Paris

know she is not a hoe
She wants a boyfriend, that he looks like Cole Sprouse
She wouldn't love me, she loves only my songs
She knows I've a lot of fans
I

and dirty
Like the dugout
Wanna get dug out
Baby speak yo mind
Like we on Clubhouse
I want that sweeter life
Like I'm Cole Sprouse
Tryna hold out but I
Don't

the best I keep her aroused
If she hold it down I'll keep her around
Bad bitch know she the talk of the town
Living the suite life like Cole Sprouse
Who that