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Hoy es el día de pastries con papá Vamos a compartir un rico postre ya Con mucho amor les regalamos De Casa Corazón con entusiasmo Hoy es el día de
on the wrong side in the wrong bed & my phone dead Super lovable, ultra tasty Sweet like pastries You drive me crazy I got needs too I got stress I need ways
Pork Pickle Pie Pork and pickle pie Pork and pickle pie Pork and pickle pie So beautiful You make me cry Hot water crust pastry everyone needs So
(Mumbling) Sike Naw Pastries all in my space at this bakery look at the cake Pastries all in my face shooting my shot that Ain 2k Counting all
The pastry flakes and falls apart My life feels like it has no heart I clamber to top it all I try but the platform is small I loose my footing and then I
Life ain't just staying awake Life ain't just getting a Bentley Life is like getting a bitch And eating her pussy like pastry Our bars be making em shake
Pastry mixed veg Red bean Courgettes Walnuts Cashews Almonds Mushrooms!! Let's make a tasty anarcho-pie - Ace vegan food for you and I Let's make
I saw a girl at a pastry shop, she said Watch out! The concrete! The concrete's too hot! That building outside is melting our town I saw a girl
I walked into a gift shop bakery Got a coffee and a strawberry pastry I ate nothing but I sat there and chewed I guess I've just had enough of you I
paper Chorus: Put me in my place babe (put it in) Tell me that it’s tasty (come on in) Let you eat this pastry I don’t like to listen so you gotta make
pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to us 'Cause we're just under the upper hand And go mad for a couple grams And she don't
pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to us 'Cause we're just under the upper hand And go mad for a couple grams And she don't
sinking, wasting Crumbling like pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to us 'Cause she's just under the upper hand And goes mad
know you've been waiting But I've been out making babies And like a chef making donuts and pastries (It's time to make you sweat) Sex and sugar is
And like a chef making donuts and pastries Its time to make you sweat Sex and sugar is the flavor Ovens and beaters and graters Beats made of bongos
pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to us 'Cause we're just under the upper hand And go mad for a couple grams And she don't
wasting Crumbling like pastries And they scream The worst things in life come free to her 'Cause she's just under the upper-hand And goes mad for
my eye and do, um, that nasty face (woah) Make it rain in the club like a nasty day Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate Pastry, pocket, boy,
pastry early morning breakfast in this city It's everything that you imagined it would be I've always wanted to be in this city This city of love Shopping
shit All the shit for women I would give Booty made a nigga loose ma shit Cake butter pastries with that pink Skin colour cappuccino cream Please baby
that stuff I've seen it before on the internet Everything here tastes sweet Pastry kitchen, please don't let me go Pastry kitchen, please don't let me
weed bad man weed lady Weed Icecream weed pastry So big up Every Ganja man wey smoke daily Mi spliff big like mi lick them pon papa tree Nah
Yeah, Sig For you Yes I'm finna go crazy Without my baby You know you my lady We can do this daily I eat you up like pastry We can ride in Mercedes
Look This cause for Celebration Eating on your body Like the pastry that you making Must be real cuz ya legs is steady shaking Need a week off like
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