Lyrics:
at the candy store
(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen)
She was tops in all they said
It never once went to her head
She had
trip to the store is straight fuckin me up
But that's ok cause the store's just down the block
So I hop
And it seems all wrong as I look up in the sky
I
Zaytoven
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door
I got bales in the attic
Money in the floor
Brown bag, back and forth like a grocery store
you please pass this report to Judge Battle
Mr. Fitzpatrick there's a few questions I'd like to ask you
You said you was outside the store in
Money over bitches louis V Goons
Yeah, ey ey yeah
Der Louis Store war zu, er war zu, Wigga
Es war in der Nacht kurz nach viertel two
Hitta
Also
Å det hæite det kor feite du har vårte Egil
Å kor store du har vårte no
Å det hæite det kor feite du har vårte Egil
Å kor store du har vårte no
Når
the stores like Pop Smoke
I need Dior, Dior i'm up in all the stores
I'm up in all the stores
I'm with the baddest hoes, hold on, hold on
I'm with
got nobody, make a store in here, uh (no store, yeah)
Better have your pole in here (your pole)
Got niggas gettin' old in here (gettin' old)
Might
owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen
my soul to the company store.
Well, I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine.
I picked up a shovel, an' I walked out to the mine.
I
the white man did
Nor the deal or the way that he lied
There was blood on the floor of the government store
When the men took his daddy away
But the boy
what's in store for me
I wish I had a crystal ball
To see my rise and see my fall
I've done a lot of right,
But also done some wrong
I want
pre-teens
Let's pretend we privileged not deceased, addicted
It look like funeral home, church, church, liquor store
Corner store, dread-head, dead leg,
It was a lucky April shower
It was the most convenient door
I found a million dollar baby
In a five and ten cent store
The rain continued for
store, they stuck with lettuce
She try make the extras, I told on these bitches
When it's bout time to pay I'ma bail on these bitches
Ay what you
packin' 11
I ride in a gator, my shoes are Guiseppe
I'm slime like the reverend, I shoot at the reverend
Pants out the grocery store, they stuck with
my soul to the company store.
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
Loaded sixteen tons
It was a lucky April shower
It was the most convenient door
I found a million dollar baby
In a five and ten cent store
The rain continued for
owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen
Smilets By Remix (feat. L.O.C. & Steffen Brandt)
Omkvæd: Lau
For selv når du er langt fra Smilets By
Og du har været væk ud' i den store verden
Så
Bare se og lær jeg er rapmillionær
Er for bodybuildersvær til å høre de som dømmer
Kriss er alchemisten med altfor store drømmer
De kaller meg en
Jeg har hørt det synges mange fine sanger
Om flotte fester store karneval
Denne sangen ber deg pent ta masken av
For jeg vil gjerne se deg slik du er
(Whatever you want to me, baby)
What do you have in store for me, girl?
(What do you have in store for me, girl)
It's lookin' like one of those nights
Well, things always cost a little more
When you buy them at the Sweaburg Store
But the drive into town made it the same
So it didn't matter,
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