Lyrics:
Go baby go baby go baby go
No one's found in Belgium
Go baby go baby go baby go
No one's found in Belgium
Go baby go baby go baby go
No one's
Let me hear you say
Belgium
Belgium
Belgium
Let me hear you say
Belgium
Belgium Belgium
Belgium Belgium
Belgium Belgium
Belgium Belgium
Belgium
No bullet proof vest
Now ain't that a shame
We wanted to play
Play for the crowd
Law said no way
Cause you're on your way out
Bedlam in Belgium
way automatically
But in this handmade heaven, I come alive
Bluebirds forever colour the sky
In this handmade heaven, we forget the time
'Cause
to lose that groove
Alone we're on a trip
You're like Belgium in the rain
A cloudy day, a little strange
Kaleidoscope of grey
You're like Belgium in
is life, she is heaven on Earth
But she's all in your head, she was dead from birth
She's a handmade woman
Handmade woman
Mr. Lonely in the back room
be
The end of the race to the sea
The last piece of Belgium's free
We're keeping a sliver
Our cog in the war machine, October of 1914
As our foe
glass
I just put my feet in some handmade boots
And I live under a handmade roof
And I only smoke on handmade joints
I'm just really tryna make
Come here boy...
Aye... Aye
Flew that bitch to Belgium
Met that bitch in Phoenix
Found that hoe in Austin
Now I'm out in Fiji
Out in Ireland
Black beauties in Belgium. Black beauties in. Black, black. Black beauties in Belgium. You are the most beautiful women on Earth. Black beauties in
Put my heart in my songs mate this right here is handmade
Strolling through my crib do my dance while I sing
Every time I look into the mirror I just
Once a year we're all in town, bring the
Special things you've made and found
I want your handmade and hand-me-downs
I don't need a golden chain
I
Cydel Young they feel me in Belgium
And when I die I'm going back
To the heavens I fell from i fell from
Back to the heavens I fell from
Cydel Young
flank makes moves they discover Belgium lines
But can't push forward yet it's all in good time
Meet me at the Frontier yea it's expanding
Here at Halaen
MANNEKEN PIS ET L’ATOMIUM
TOUT ÇA, C’EST FABRIQUÉ À LA MAISON
LES PRALINES, LE GRAND JOJO, LE SAXOPHONE
TOUT ÇA, C’EST MADE IN LA BELGIUM
LES DIABLES
dripping
It's a handmade grenade, I'm blowing like a bomb
I been running to this money like this a marathon
I've been feeling baked, cooking in the kitchen
of the dice
We cut once but we measure twice
What we have isn't written in the stars
Oh, you and me babe
We got a love that's handmade
Bit by bit
(Bakkaboisproductions)
Bang bang
Fucked a bitch with my finger guns
No strap but I know I could still give you some
She ride the wave
Handmade
You are handmade
You have his fingerprints you see
You are beautiful to God
You can shine, you are loved by God
You can shine, you are precious in his
to the British to ensure
They will stay in neutrality
But they also made it clear they plan to violate
Belgium and there neutrality
This made it clear
Praise on the mountain
Praise in the forest
Praise in the desert
Praise everywhere
Praise in the building
Praise in the city
Praise in the nation
I'm in London, I'm in Germany, Belgium and France
If you want me change your life, baby come and take this chance
I got all this damn money, and you
I wanna taste it
Someone's familiar in this house in Virginia
Someone is falling
Someone is calling me
Leave us alone on a rooftop in Belgium
Leave us
but I aint cared since school
Who am I kidding thats old news but Im new
So they want it Imma buzz Imma horn it
Stuck in traffic move out way God
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