Lyrics:
on the sleeve kind of guy. His love language is gift giving. When my dad came back from the piano store, my mom was mortified. My dad had just purchased a baby
that crazy about it?
KW: Oh, yeah they have an issue just
The title and here’s still
A window of opportunity for us
To change it "Oh, well, i don’t want
can't find myself
Lost in the middle of bland
Don't nobody play nowadays all these digital bands
Ain't nobody musicians no more lyrical cats
How can we go
that shit can get dangerous
Don't like my condition
Well then I'ma change it
If money the mission
Well then I arrange it
Nigga you speaking my language
I could hit it all night, what the fuck is sleep?
Kind of man to change your life... fall in love with me
If the booty looking right then I think I
musicians, appear and inspire:
Translated Daughter, come down and startle
Composing mortals with immortal fi re.
I cannot grow
I have no shadow
To run away
your style
Oya do like dat
Do like dat
Money can change your style change your styleshey
Na money language I dey understand
Update update on it is money
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Wake me up with good morning in farsi good morning
S'il vous plaît montez moi baby I want it
Speak my language then ma maybe ill talk
you're this fat
Marking up a map with the scent of your piss flaps
A musician who can't dance
I'm not a musician I just rant
I don't rant I just mutter
I used to be braver
when I was a little girl
I had never met a stranger
Who didn’t change my world
I used to face danger
like nothing could cut
life
Take your voice and don't Mask it
There is no right or wrong
The musician comes first
Change your goals and change Your life
Take your voice
language
No Comprende my language
No Comprende my language boy
No Comprende my language
No Comprende my language
Know cus there, I'll take it
No Comprende my
they speak from the heart
They speak in the language of love
The good vibes are pouring your way
Pave the way, pave the way
They're pouring your way
Stepped out the whip
Pants still ironed crisp
Uh
She know how I do it
Kind gestures' your love language and I speak it fluent
She know I ain't got it
But,
Speak my language I done came this
Far in my life and I'm determined to change it
If you feel me people turn it up gone and bang this
If you ain't
of conflict in both expression
A riot the language of the unheard's youth
See the truth from your lies
And yet know nothing as true
Destroy the taboo
A Rich
musician
Your my favorite hello and my hardest goodbye
Baby I wanna know
Did you have a good time?
We can stay on low
Or tell the world that your mine
I mean
to watch the white flash of your heels
As they take turns breaking the desert heat to beckon me
In languages I've never learned
And I'd like to have you
underpants?
Well, they do
How does a musician imitate
The sound of underpants sliding
Over a woman's thighs
Down over her ankles
And over her little toes?
You don been through some thangs
So let's go make a change
You know I'm on my way
I can see better days
We can have better ways
Make the world a better
only bring peace, I'd only be a musician.
If music could only bring peace, I'd only be a musician!
If songs could do more than dull the pain, if
Benin’s in the
Guinness book of records
And all of them cultures there
They had a Griot speaker
A storytelling musician poet
And history keeper who had
Well if music
Could only bring peace
I'd only be a musician
Well if music
Could only bring peace
I'd only be a musician
Well if songs could do more
Well if music
Could only bring peace
I'd only be a musician
Well if music
Could only bring peace
I'd only be a musician
Well if songs could do more
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