Lyrics:
digitais Me invada e me eleve aonde o sol queima mais Insole todo o meu corpo E use o seu para me fazer ficar Me acenda com o teu fogo E então deixa
know man a choppa Mi nuh fraid Look pon mi insole Ah nuh cloth dat a Suede Flight Club every time mi touch di stage Ninetys baby suh mi have di eight,
Everything is torn apart still hunting Insoles already worn down Still running Microwaves cook my head It's feeling shrunken You've got to have
you knocking on your surface I won't stop 'til the walls crumble So yuh fi call me when your feeling cold Hug yuh tighta dan a shoes wid tree insoles
I don’t play no sports but my kicks they so good, look like I ball And that girl trying to reach me she got insoles looking tall I equate her to my
It could all be so simple Keep it cool like a mento Steady running up my tempo Messing up my insoles Tired of checking on yo' mental Chrome heart
Mafia, what else (where we at wit' it?) 2-2-7 (gang) Let's get it (uh) Ran up a check on the outskirts, stacks all in my insoles Touring like
from my soul My in-soles conform to my feet The stage My audience are my support At my comfort Every time I feel weak Every accomplishment or feat We
step in my insoles Simple niggas never thinking on new thangs Just dropped the pack off to VIP he just told me that new flame I had to dip off get lost
an insole Bitch I'm the Sensei in the dojo You broke and you think you got say so you loco Speed up the E way I'm ducking the po po Talk down on Trento you
out Clean from crown to shoes insole Fresh like winter spearmint, woh Grab ma keys and ma billfold Got some trees and two spliff rolled Living ma life
design jus call dah one yah african Red cheese pon insole but a nuh red bottom One gal weh mi a pole ask mi weh mi get it from She how mi a role wid di
the ladder, it will bring foes The trick is to see past um like a thin pole Or just walk on um like some insoles But stay ten toes, so the thing goes Cause
the Benz a afford Buy couple Jordan dawg weh the Louis V store LV dung to the insole Yeah me wah the car Yeah me wah the greens Hustle man a hustle So me
So fancy Gold Grammy's Bromance Got a down bitch insoles It's so simple Light skin dimples Good head dental Whip paid no rental Body soft gentle Her
Ooh-Ooh Ah, here we go now, oh Like a great boy, all my other women are insoles We're thinkin' about the great expedition as popped as we chose
Ooh-Ooh Ah, here we go now, oh Like a great boy, all my other women are insoles We're thinkin' about the great expedition as popped as we chose
Ooh-Ooh Ah, here we go now, Oh [Male Rapper] Like a great boy, all my other women are insoles We're thinkin' 'bout the great expedition
Soft pushin' in-sole, stroll on tracks In the back of the bar when they told on black Plaques on plaques, got racks on racks So no need to ask why he
feet like a fuckin' insole Yeah, it may hurt like a fuckin' lymph node But it's "fuck the world" like a fuckin' nympho And we spend dough 'cause we
Ooh-Ooh Ah, here we go now, Oh [Male Rapper] Like a great boy, all my other women are insoles We're thinkin' 'bout the great expedition
feet like a fuckin' insole Yeah, it may hurt like a fuckin' lymph node But it's "fuck the world" like a fuckin' nympho And we spend dough 'cause we
insoles, uh The crack era was such a Black era How many still standin' reflectin' in that mirror? Lucky me Imaginary players ain't been coached right
the hooligans Snakes are in a submarine I'll never go to school again I stole you a Porsche 'cause your mama's a fox I'm selling footwear insoles and I'm running
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