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words, pronouncing things wrong Dropping vowels, stumbling over diphthongs) We're acquiring an apocalisp now (Who needs words to describe a future of)
with nowhere to shop Life is like a diphthong adding up the dots Life is just the same song over different beats Life is just the same song that you
"Let's make a diphthong into a song So you can remember what it is A diphthong takes two vowel sounds And makes them sound like this A and W sound
I know a friend of mine And his business is writing songs It's a kind of a gift and I get a big lift From his melodies and diphthongs We got
I know a friend of mine And his business is writing songs It's a kind of a gift and I get a big lift From his melodies and diphthongs We got
I know a friend of mine And his business is writing songs It's a kind of a gift and I get a big lift From his melodies and diphthongs We got
said you full of shit your a dog I said damn did I say something wrong She said yea you just want me for my thong What the hell you think I am a Dipthong
it to the side panties, call it diphthongs Got the sounds and the juice that make me get long And your spacial awareness is careless you doing it
mi mente jamas te va a olvidar I will never let go Your hold is way to strong Make our bodies into 1 So take off your diphthong Its so crazy What we
on her dipthong When she shake that ass a nigga stay shooken She live in Belfast but she lookin' so Brooklyn I met her when she took a lil trip down south
and fire away At a happy day Diphthongs A tongue depressor's The only tool To remain a fool Backyard apartments Fill up with my trash 35 years Float away
diphthongs, I'm singing in tune to my shit songs Fingers tingling a little Fucking fiddling with riddles Finger linger in my bitch thongs Deliberately fumbling
face for grammar class Taught diphthongs, steer clear of beer, and we all laughed For sure, the poor could pour Coors galore Row to shore, then right
Cockpit Conch Copula Creamy Cul de sac Cum laude Cumin Cystic Diphthong Dongle Oooo baby You know you can't resist it Ooo Ooo baby When I'm
in the yard, get them sticks up Yeah Thought I told ya that we been on We be getting to the coins, like a diphthong Got the energy around us, and it's
always come in wit da pack but don't shit talk I been tryna fuck it up and down on my diphthongs How niggas out here sweating ain't been rapping for shit
as they rattle in the diphthong Mayonnaise dripping penis the glaze Jock-a-kicken old man, kick in the grave Buckem down break em down brick in the face I
bed Pillow talk will get you ahead Sing the same songs But it's not your nicely rounded diphthongs That get the gongs
a diphthong Shawty like a (Ain’t nobody fuckin' with my prince now) Now now, to get back to what I’m sayin' I want you and you want me too, girl my ex was
du du du du dudndu du du du Wu-u wu-u wu - u U - u Pf pf pf pf pfffff Bbbbbbbb (Vokal c / Vokal I, Vokal O, Diphthong cU...)
Lukas Foss once wrote for us "With Music Strong" and no diphthong Zdnek Macal would say "Fair Mate" And boy, we would never be late Kitch tours,
are unkillable Look at me slice through this song with all its dipthongs and syllables My lips spit quick, it's a slick trick, I've got mad skills
Moving at pace with my vision unclear Losing the days to the lines that appear I’m hearing faint diphthongs but I cannot find true form Half light,
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