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soul

Ya'll ain't hard that's all for show

We Bogarde til ya'll go home

Police man kill a **** on accident

Try to stay high so I don't get mad at it

I can Bogarde through the ops city
Ten minutes, take nothing less, hit the trap house then I'm back spinning
Look back, I was fucked up but not

Get the fuck up out my
Way - cuz I’m out here on my way up
Bogarde yo bitch know hard cuz you slept and you got left
For my niggas rockin with me

Common As Muck [Bonus Track; Bonus Track]

Ian Dury

Jukebox Dury

1981

Dirk Bogarde
I'm not very stylish
And you're not avant garde
Or Lionel Blair

We're as common as muck
Bonne chance, viel glück, good luck
Where

it's up then shit it's stuck
Don't be playin the bro card
Choppa gon Bogarde up out my pocket
Then it's lights out
Don't need no white out
Can't make

Gods within me I just pray y'all
Don't send me to my own cause 
I cause myself to Bogarde 
Then cock it back and go long, I'm so gone 
I beep beep like

(My wave)
She wanna ride my wave (Ay yay)
My wave (Ay yay yay yay)
I never hand cuff I’m not the type to Bogarde
I’m the type to get a new girl and go

hard 
That might get you shot 
Niqqa don't Bogarde yea yea 
Money the only subject 
You foolish niqqas got my stomach upset 
This ain't a lie 
Homicide

And we bogarde
With the whole squad
And we turnt up
While you turned off
Shorty always trippin just don't fall
To handsome
And so tall
I finished my bud

os bar' hamre, med alle de andre, de faldne tanker tilbage
Kunstpause, dumsmarte, bestiller små skarpe
Og sender fredspiben rundt, lad være at bogarde

the haters like a Bogarde
Cosey got potential he go so far
Flowing like it's concrete that shit so hard
Shorties come in bunches like it’s firewood and I spark

Llega Bogarde
La cosa está que arde
Con el arte de
Xavi Hernández
Que lo parte
Dejando a parte a Rapther y su rapeoh
Que sorpresa
Que él rime mejor

Bogarde.
I'm not very stylish, and you're not avant garde,
Or Lional Blair

We're as common as muck.
Bonne chance, viel glück, good luck
Where bold is

Want it all to myself I tend to Bogarde
On vacay in these walls I'll send y'all a postcard
I Need you close, I hate when you far
When I was stuck in