Lyrics:
has turned
And soon we'll be the ones to gloat
You're a sodding Brit wearing Irish kit
(Back to JOHN, and now MARY:)
So you're gonna be a man
Not
shit
And his car always got the most expensive kit
So his gun always got the most expended clip
Hey! Luda Luda, I'm built to last
Nicknamed double barrel
Irish
I see the whole game from my third Iris
I tour the whole word like a dirty pirate
To give the whole club some Miley Cyrus
Now everybody trippin'
Got to do something for the playas if you ain't a real playa
You'll have to go to the back of the club, this for the playas
And the ballas
прав, ты же перебрал, поплывёт экран
Стоп игра, протирай глаза, в окне cyberpunk
Tesla car, возит по домам, delivery club
Падай к нам, мы под аяуаской
And his car always got the most expensive kit
So his gun always got the most extended clip
Hey! Luda Luda, I'm built to last
Nicknamed double barrel
And his car always got the most expensive kit
So his gun always got the most extended clip
Hey! Luda Luda, I'm built to last
Nicknamed double barrel
to him).
We took tea out at the lawn bowling club, at night
she put Geranium oil on our pillows.
The Irish archetype with the flowing red locks,
he played
So let's pull down the watchtowers
You’re going home at last
Say farewell to Bellaghy
Carrickmore and West Belfast
With your kit bag on your shoulder
Nigga can't out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin' cars, nigga
Believe that
You know me, I don't need no introduction and shit
Ride
Nigga can't out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin' cars, nigga
Believe that
You know me, I don't need no introduction and shit
Ride
to fuck the fucking game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys like
to fuck the fucking game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys like
to me?
[Mannie]
I'm in the club seein' all kind of colors and shit
On the dance floor, openin' up rubbers and shit
And I'm tongue kissin' with
you mean dawg?
Ever since that mothafuckin car hit you
Somethin' been wrong with you
You been a bit whistle off
Tempo ever since you
Popped out
Throwback is thursday night coco electronics number technic clubs
There only play' drug drag, queen extravaganza pole up ordinary on
Platforms mani
that i m giving
Aint no flat back beaver tail
Only baddies with fatties
Started off as nerd kid
Who never had a nerf kit
My mama told me son stop being
a naked chick next to me
[Mannie]
I'm in the club seeing all kind of colors and shit
On the dance floor, opening up rubbers and shit
And I'm tongue kissing
I'm in the club seein' all kind of colors and shit
On the dance floor, openin' up rubbers and shit
And I'm tongue kissin' with somebody else bitch
And I
Joey, crook, you know we shut everybody down
Bitch this ain't no club hit
This ain't for no bitches
This a motherfucking stick-up
Quick, everybody
hear that boy
Lemme lemme wear that boy
Let me get the most expensive car
And let me steer that boy
Real big pretty titty
Shut down any city
If
a vest
After I touched, nigga, I put the test
My nigga crankin' up a TRX
We hit the gas, nigga got a kit (kit full)
Some nigga was masked, I got him
I put it on the minors
Love after the club
Meet me at the diner
So you can bring your boyz
We got ten cars behind us
Order a steak and glass
T-I-M, the incredible mind
You can find me in the club like 50 bussin' rhymes
Is a hobby, while we out here changin' lives
You just listen
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