Lyrics:
are clear to fly
Follow where it leads, your heart will know what's true
Don't be blinded by shiny pretty things well past due
It's on you, yeah,
pretty tricky to come by
Village coffee mornings with not long since retired spies
Now that's my idea of a good time
Flash that angle grinder smile,
ride on, baby
I can pick your face out from the front or behind
You may look pretty but I can't say the same for your mind
Laugh it a bit
Give it a try
Hee hee
Ooh
Gon', girl
Ow
Hee
Hey, pretty baby with the high heels on
You give me fever like I've never ever known
You're just a product
ain't in the business of breaking hearts
So give me a go around
There's something going down
If you don't know it by now, you're 'bout to figure out
ain't saying no names
But you know what I'm saying
I can tell it by the way that you move
Calling all the cuties to the floor right now
It's a lot
by bitches (four of 'em)
I'm lookin' like William but they ain't my girlfriends (nah)
Bruh, I'ma spin on your block back to back
When they finish it
Camouflage (camouflage), camouflage (camouflage)
You should have seen the way it popped with her corsage
Camouflage (camouflage)
Camouflage, ain't nothing
shortened
And that I get so lonely
In my glory
Wassup, can I get a free shot? Lady, lady!
This ain't free, you want shots you pay it
Now don't waste my time
of the mountain
Just like Hank Williams
I looked down on the sea
The birds and the fishes
Started talkin' to me
They say Hallelujah!
Ain't this the way it's s'posed
what good's love if it ain't a little complicated?
No, it don't always go just like you hoped it would
But sometimes complicated's pretty damn good
Not
Double up, three or four times I ain't tellin' no lies
I just run it up, never let a hard time humble us
Double up, I ain't tellin' no lies, I just
and left
In fact, it was downright pretty low
There ain't no way I wanna
You know I ain't gonna
Take you back, so don't even try
You can beg, you can
then maybe I ain't in it
Champagne, champagne, celebratin' my campaign
I just dug a well in West Africa
But how many of my friends is African, huh?
No
the domino effect
These niggas out here goin' flat
Ain't no stoppin' it
Pretty blue paper all day like Monopoly
Brand new Pradas, I'm proud of me
Hey, pretty baby
Don't you think you might give me a chance
Get it on with me
Go down-town for some loving romance
And I know I ain't nothing
I
stage
In front of that crowd
And showed them who was who, and what was what
Man look at these suckers
I ain't no rapper, I'm a hustler
It just so happens
My nigga
Won't you tell Perth where
The fuck you from?
I'm from the land of the gangbang
Since I was little
Ain't a goddamn thang changed
It's
on a montain top
Bown by the deep blue sea
And there we'll do just as we please
It ain't nothing but a breeze
One day I'll be old gray Grandpa
All
and left
In fact, it was downright pretty low
There ain't no way I wanna
You know I ain't gonna
Take you back, so don't even try
You can beg, you can
spacecraft and-
What the fuck? He know all that just by looking-
William Kai, thirty-eight years old, highest honor graduation
Iq 179, 98.4 aim consistency
to try to find another
For it ain't right that she should live alone
Mr., here's the bag with all my money
It won't last them long the way it goes
God
right, Crip right
Eyes open 'cause niggas get stuck on seez-ight
It ain't no motherfuckin' problem, pop-pop, tick-tock
Never flip-flop, 20 Crippin' til
and an alibi
Oh, wicked is as wicked does
And if this ain't wicked
Well it's close enough
I thought I was good
And maybe I was
But wicked is as wicked
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