Lyrics:
the lights
She bring a friend I’m gone turn em to dikes
I love the money she loving the pipe
Run through a check then I fuck her all night
Knew I was different
Chillin'! (Chillin'!)
Come on! (Come on!)
I love it! (You know I do, baby)
I got the oldies bangin' loud through the speakers
Big bi-bi-big
Chillin'!
the hurdles
I won't fret in a journal
I know love will find a way
To bring you home to me tonight
Well I've seen you in the morning
And I've seen you in
Meanwhile i'm gonna bring you back from the dead
i'm gonna try to bring you back from the dead
Meanwhile i'm gonna bring you back from the dead
And bring all
at least that's what he said
And now do you come back to
Bring your prisoner wine and bread?
You met him at some temple where they
Take your clothes
maltrato se puso bella
Ahora tú la quieres y no te quiere ella
Dimelo Flow
Slow Mike
Este es Sech
Rich Music
El Bloke
1964, all right
Las mejores
on a bad day, yeah
Now I see these niggas tryna ride waves, yeah
Now I see these bitches and they sad faced, yes
But they used to never write me back, ay
just keep on movin' so you won't catch a contact
All my dirty niggas showin' me where the love at
Drop the top, candy painted, haters eliminated
Take
count the tears i Cry
You said that you will be by my side
You said that you will never walk Away
Walked away
Finna bring you back home, but You kick Me
gathering the tools
They would need to make their journey back to nature
While the sand slipped through the opening
And their hands reached for the golden
gathering the tools
They would need to make their journey back to nature
While the sand slipped through the opening
And their hands reached for the golden
gathering the tools
They would need to make their journey back to nature
While the sand slipped through the opening
And their hands reached for the golden
That Yeah, Yeah
Uh, Yeah
You say you come alive in the night time
You tryna catch a buzz
While you sippin’ white wine
Searchin’ for a love
But never
hoping this love and money keep coming kind of congruent
You niggas honestly losing the boy back on his bs
Connect four we move boards from BX
If the soar
to keep you smi-
Yea, and you know you the love of my life
When I'm with you everything is right
And you know I need you by my side
And you never been off
surf and I skate
Drip too pure can't spill on my drapes
If she coming through bring her back by eight
She don't wanna leave, fucking with the dreads
wit her lovely ass
Got me movin fast cuz I'm lifted by the wave
Slow it down drop that bs we on holiday
Fuck it bring the bs we gon show you how
Welcome back Beans, this history baby
Broadstreet bully set free
Compound, compound
Top 5 dead or alive (D-Block) raspy
And it's a shame what
songs survive
On records
95 beats per second
Get it mike on the guitar c'mon wreck it
You go ooh ah there go them superstars, of soul
Twenty times
songs survive
On records
95 beats per second
Get it mike on the guitar c'mon wreck it
You go ooh ahh there go them superstars, of soul
20 times better
rollin' down valley in Cali
In a candy lowrider (In the candy lowrider)
Little kids on bicicletas
Lickin' on paletas
That they got
From the ice cream man,
said, I wish I could just take back
Take me back to the moments where it was beautiful
Everything's fine in the moment, until it's corrupted
By
Houston to Huntsville, boys got ice in grills
We love to chill, and ride on candy paint
Sip on drank, and blow on that stanky dank
Down South, we known
Houston to Huntsville, boys got ice in grills
We love to chill, and ride on candy paint
Sip on drank, and blow on that stanky dank
Down South, we known
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