Lyrics:
you hauled in and called my bluff
You took the wind out of my sails
It must be luff
It must be luff
I've been down, I've been around
I drink
Wenn ich Künning vun Kölle wör
Un nit der Nixnutz, dä ich ben
Met ner rostije Krohn un nem Schloss us Luff
Jo dann wörs du die Künnijin
Ich
no pulso
(uh, ye, goddam) sua família em luto
(uh, ye, goddam) tô com 100k no pulso
(uh, ye, goddam) sua família em luto
Free do gdalx e do luff
Jommer ein rauche (ca. 132-134)
Küsste met aan die frische Luff?
Jommer ein rauche!
Et Kölsch
schmeck nit mieh su joot
Dä Weet
kütt alt lang zo
Wie dann die Düür opjeiht
Un se vür Dir steiht
Ohoho....
Dä eetzte Kuss – ne heiße Schock
Ihr rennt erop bis op der 11te Stock
Dir weed die Luff ald
and luff ya to bits
Fresh on the scene yeah follow my instinct
Think that I'm cracked enough my love is distinct
Oh tell me you are real
Oh tell me this is
клеп
Luff And Sip
Я ролю шпик
На мені
Весь цей drip
Запам'ятай шалаво
Luff And Sip
Я ролю шпик
На мені
Весь цей drip
Запам'ятай шалаво
Де?
Сука де
треба, а плов
Хаваю це сало і борщ
Я голодний пишу треки
В цьому - мій секрет
Сто міліграм живчика - в капі
Дав по попі шельмі - clap
Luff 'N' Sip, я ролю
tho, 'cause I don't trust y'all
I'm into luff on some grapes and a BuzzBall, trippin' like
Look at this shit here (here)
This sucker shit is running
Un mer trecke üvver ‘t Land
Üvver Felder, Berje, Täler un dä Strand
Wä och et Lenkrad üvvernimmp
Die Stroß es frei, die Luff es klor
Dä Kurs bestimmp
- un alle singe - oh - un alle Häng huh
(Häng huh)
In de Luff Richtung Mond bes zor Morjestund
Hück nor höösch un kultiviert
Beim nächste Mol - jetzt
a bomb to yo trunk
Insidious when I creep on a nigga luff
Machine gun, .3 got gunpowder lungs
Power ball, money off rap, baskin
In this lime we like
and stay hard so there be no slackin' (slackin')
I go luff in that 4-5 you know I'll be back in (back in)
I'm stacking that bread up (hard), hold shit, I'm
my spot
Luff for my Homeland with all my passion
Just like in heaven God bless this region
Hip to the hop here I stop and drop
The beat is dope man I
side bitch groupie gang
Smoked 3 grams on a Tuesday, rocking one piece like Monkey D. luff
What you mean she ain't choosy, nigga you goofy, Indigo groovy
timbers groan
Longing for to luff and touch her
Wind to shift and shake my sails
Pitch and sway my mizzen mast
Man the yards, man the rails
Navigate
Anne, feared by one and all
Not sailed by man
The wind picked up, she slipped her chains
The luff pulled taught on the main
The sky turned black, it
Got luff for the homeboi swearing maa kasam
Ase thik thak tai la adat aro awaz
Suwali ase sundur yete din bhi jhakaz
Yaad dilai hodai mati thakey aibi
lüff
Eh me, e me, e me sun un bianc
E g'hu mia, e g'hu mia ul reggae nal sanc
Podi mia sunà né reggae né ska
Mi podi dumà, podi dumà balà cunt...
Bala
M54
Uh-huh
See I need these keys then extra
Could've drove from Luff through Leicester
Got two plugs in the car, no Tesla
Three girls in the whip all
Jag var på luff och kände mig tuff
Tåg söderut över broar som aldrig tog slut
Nu skulle jag ut
Der Brennerpass, tänkte Das war Das
Jag sjöng en sång
my heart
(Huh uh)
Lemme stop this I'm gecuff
I don't want my medie coming
Busy kwataring me calling me luff
(Joh)
My Hond if that's not enough
Who's
tana del luff
Un megafono che l'gha menga la luus
Un semaforo che l'gha menga la vuus
Per dare un senso a un altro giorno prendevo un bus a caso andata e
(Race me F1)
Young Blood Money Gang
Yeah, Luff, Larry
Huh
Par de negocio' en la mañana apenas prendo el cel'
Eso' jile' andan salado y yo tapa'o en
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