Lyrics:
RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh
I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy twister
burn
Ashes go in they urn, they ain't show no love
When it's my turn, listen to the sound
When it's my turn, doubt will not be found
When it's my turn,
stayed on the raps 'til we made it on the map
By then, No I was my main guy
He and I was like Chi-town's Gang Starr
We had came far together, with a long
Peace, peace
Yo, Nasir Bin Olu Dara Visqu Allah
Fist full of dollars in a dice game God
D&G glasses, cloth Kangols, guided by angel with white
touchdown smoking moon rocks by the pound
Swear she love my sound got her wet she bout' to drown
Poppin' contraband
While I count these bands
Wanna cop a lamb
défauts font grandir ma fois
EDC j'connais bien ma quête
Try to feel this love by yourself
Prisonnier de cette pain
J'oublie pas de Chase the bag
Victime de
V'nez me pickup right now
Choisissez sam right now
Après c'est trop tard
Moi j'prends pas le bus by night
Non j'prends pas de bus by night
J'suis trop
over piranha, death over dishonor
They killin niggas for J's, that's death over designer
Hey Cole heatin' up like that left-over lasagna
Remember when I
Eheee ehh ehhh x2
I know where to find you
Quands j’te dis Que j’taime
Mba nzi impamvu
Uwoo
Wintera umuchafu
Iyi love yatuma wurira nibipangu
J'entends ton cœur qui fait bang-bang-bang
T'es in love avec un gars du bankss-bankss-bankss
J'pense à you
Ton nom m'donne les blues
Mon style de vie
And I love them all the same
Y'all already know who it is, nigga
We flyin' more than we drivin', it's 2016, so, I'm OG this shit by now
I still keep
Bobby Boucher
She love sippin D'Ussé
Chillin with my crew, they don't do too much for the pussy
I love a lot of things, forget the bling
For you, I'll get
the
message of one love)
[Verse 1: J.Flexx]
My heroes catchin 3 or 4 through they corridor
They blast on em, hit the gas on em, last call
A bullet make
better
Oh ya Dad didn't get ya, imma kick his butt
Miss ya hug, felt ya love, like Da-Da didn't say much
That's the language between us
Use to scratch them
Spring is here
Let's see a show
I will love you
You will love more
Just one boy handsome
We will be happy
Just singing alone
To the country
There we
In the back of my Lincoln with the suicide doors
Yeah, a-huh
T-Pain, J Lyriq, Nappy Boy
Hit me on my hot line, I'm celebrity nine, so hustle, ooo
at the crib-o
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shouts to Gibbo
We got Santa Margherita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin' with her, I don't really
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes (J.R.)
These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes
These girls
ocean eyes
Attracted to the lavender
Salmon skies
Praying in silence
Your love by the stars
Our faith get soaked
In Jesus wine so far
In a dancing
A FINE WAY TO GO
WRITERS CAROLE KING, TONI STERN
RECORDED BY B.J. THOMAS
He makes love to her every night
And you know this ain't no lie
She makes
overlook the courtyard
I put a cross on my love
The p'tites pépés for touch
Should first lengthen
If it is cold as in December
When evening comes j
bitch
Mmh She loved my tricks
TSI gotta pass by quick
Gains on gains gotta add that shit
22 soon gotta do it rich
I don't sip lean but I love when your
blood
O.J. style but I won't leave the glove
Like your brethren Shyne but I won't leave the club
Brooklyn Zoo All we feed you is slugs
Like, yeah love
Aww, hey, see'est le Saian, Saian
Supa Saian, Supa Saian
Got my homie DJ Love
Saiangot my homie, represents, Saian
Sly the Mic Buddah, Saian, ya'll
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