Lyrics:
some j's displaying
Boys so nice Versace on the spray
Got the best crew your girldem all crave
Bent as a nine Bob note
Got my wrist here and it's all
girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
My girl
I'm your Nine Bob
I'm your Nine Bob
I'm your Nine Bob Note
before
I should know I'm not too sure
If that's just the way it goes
Permission to come aboard your boat
I've got a rusty nine bob note
If I ever
on rampage
One world at a time
Hell bent on carnage
A sight
Existence has a ring of dissonance
A tragic melody
No misplaced note, hazardous chord
In my
of the crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it, or don't fuck with it
Catch us
ever played
With the tonic
Or bent the key
Just to cause it
To make a sort of
Harmonic movement
Fusing
Rhymes with notes
Deliberately chasing
A fix for
one...Ooof! Come on, Concorde!
[thwonk]
CONCORDE: Message for you, sir.
[fwump]
LAUNCELOT: Concorde! Concorde, speak to me! To whoever finds
this note, I
frozen
Everything went static
Death ol' mate oh
Stealer of soulmates
If I had a death note
I'd write in your name
And if you could rot
My luck was your
So much dope smoke, so much dope smoke
Fuck for C notes and the bad
Bitch giving me deep throat
So much dope smoke, so much dope smoke
Fuck for C
The painting's complete
The brush strokes dry
I hear a band playing
A bent note or two
I guess someone died
And just wants to be
Buried in blue
When you
to sleep for things she couldn't erase
Seen a love note written in the hard concrete
By a love sick boy who resembled me
Oh where's my baby she is something
measure figure, each note is bent down to the next
(on the guitar, anyway):
everyone falls down.
4) Triplets of a strange sounding altered chord on beats
bent
The fake shit I can't comprehend
Free my lil bro P-Lo
He got it together for real that's my key note
Fuck with my bro if you want I'll have the 9
it rain on her
You think beatin' all them charges done put some change in me?
Two Lambos, one Rolls, in that same order
He can't even pay his note
it slow, now, take it slow
'Cause when you got something brewing 'side your head, yeah
Take a note, yeah, take a note
So when you're gone you won't be
sec, gotta release
Makin love till we sleep
Bent over hit that ass deep
Bass notes from my groans
Lovin her high pitched
Tones, moans
I want it all with
closer, I saw he had a little note attached to his leg
I bent down and picked up the note
Read it out loud, and here's what it said
I wish you were dead
bent on Heaven, you owe me
Make better cheddar from old milk
A breath of fresh air from the old me
My bedwetters need cash cushions to grow with
I learnt
Check
Look I’m authentic
Boss in it
Yo bitch yea I’m raw in it
Hella bent I’m lost sinning
I ain’t been to church in a minute still I’m god sent
I
and bikes
She didn't get bent
Didn't raise the rent
We only got a note that read
In thirty days well get the old heave ho
No more flop house no more
Jerarmy was eerst nu gaan we naar Joost
Bent als tweede aan de beurt want eerste wordt je nooit
Kijkt boven ons uit toch imposter syndroom
Je bent de
bent on harm
And branding ‘em as a target
She’s with the organ mafia
Sending her in there are
An impending band of sharks
She’s tending to her part
like this can't do it like this
I remember tryna pay the rent
Sorry 'bout it but the rules gettin' bent I did what I did
Now it's like I really don't
the records I've worn out
Listening on long nights through and through
I'm hell-bent on payin' the rent
And keepin' records on the table
And I won't be late
If
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