Lyrics:
It is hjerst yn e simmer mar it is net kâld
Gjin reade blêdsjes oer de hiele wrâld
Dit is gjin goeie simmer foar dy en my
Wie dizze simmer gau wer
Tara Reade tells us so
Joe Biden is a sexual assaulter, Tara Reade tells us so
Brett Cavanaugh is a rapist, Blasé Ford tells us so
Brett Cavanaugh is
ass
If it's Trudeau, if it's Trump
Joe Biden? What the fuck?
Can't remember, can't remember
Tara Reade? Who's that?
Who can I count on to have my back
like it's Duane Reade wine
Cause it's the only type of wine my fake id let's me buy
I'm feeling kinda low, so I'll get real high, cause I like that, yeah
you acting like that?)
The weed made me do it
Devils advocate hot, it take days to do it
My crew do drugs Duane Reade couldn't breed
Drive me in
you acting like that?)
The weed made me do it
Devils advocate hot, it take days to do it
My crew do drugs Duane Reade couldn't breed
Drive me in
what a relief. And y'all ain't even washed yesterday's blood off your teeth. Behind the buck-bin Duane Reade aviators plateed with the dookie brown tint
Undercover
Voters
Voters
Voters
Voters
Live from Duane Reade
And some tight shorts
They're so tight
They cut off the circulation to his legs
He says
You look just like a Duane Reade
I see what you're made of
And I'll
Jag var inte gammal när jag sluta drömma
När jag klev rätt in i skuggorna
Mitt landskap ständigt öde
På min himmel fanns inga stjärnor
Man reade
The swordsmith, I'm clever
My head severs
I'm a God
Sorry God
But God did not
Bless your endeavors
You the Hare but you not a head a
Chicago Red'er
Duane Reade
My
pointing straight to Saturn praising to the physical so u kno thae using ladders and if I told u are u reade for the bar code patterns ? build the world from
tickets
Eleven ultra lights left in a pack
A fresh Bic lighter
(What color is it?) black, duh
A paperclip, a Duane Reade receipt
Apple earbuds and a couple
some sort of pharmacy
CVS, Duane Reade, Rite Aid, Walgreen's
All equals genocide the poor people's enemy
Ever notice marijuana's still illegal
But
duorret it noch sa lang
De see sil him wer deljaan, en sjochst roazen, wer reade roazen op dyn behang
Want watsto tinkst dat is al tocht
En watsto sikest is
on the mat
Duane Reade Sudafed
Dancing in the street til' we're dead
Barnard dining halls
& Midnight distress calls
you look at me like I am a porcelain doll
oversees)
Rendezvous with Swiss bankers in the Maldives (Maldives)
That's four-fifty-seven like I'm Duane Reade
Chartered planes, ten whips and presidential
Aye bitch that ain't my seed (nah)
Beat it man we major league since the days of Main St. uh
In the corner selling CDs in front of Duane Reade
You know
De wite streken fleane foarby
Op it reade asfalt ûnder my
De wyn yn 'e rêch
Wyske yn 'e kop
It wiuwend griene gers
ûnder in strak blauwe loft
Nei de
with Terry bitch im carolinian Charlotte my team
Oh yall got the Duane Reade? where im from its just Walgreens
I was too lil to be hooping in middle
sis sorry foar dyn speakers want se gean yn 'e brân
(Skande)
Dat wy bringe jim oan 't ferstân
Oer dy ferdraaide hiphop út it heitelân
Gjin reade Honda
Tim Shang Asian Accent
Ni Hao
Burberry, Calorie, Carb
I love Burberry, also go to Duane Reade
Chocolate Cup Cake, Fried Chicken, Anyway
I love
Simmerhjitte, sjoch se sitten
Op it superdrokke strân
Yn de weagen
Reade rêgen
Bluetoothspeaker by de hân
Lauwe radlers
Sloffe koekjes
De rook fan
kappa
Tryna make a change for verden er så fucka
Du pleide å reade meg, om dagen jeg sier uh uh
Ha ha
Men jeg har det gøy kom hit mamacita
Shawty du vet
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