Lyrics:
fartem za pan brat
500 plus rozpierdol kredytowa karta
Puka komornik skarpety sandał
Sklepy z ekskluzywną odzieżą
Sklepy z ekskluzywną młodzieżą
Nikogo nie
उतार गये
ये बाला कौन है
इसका नाम है क्या
रहती है कहाँ
करती काम है क्या
लाल दुपट्टा उँचे Sandal रेशमी कमीज़
पहले ना देखी थी मैने ऐसी कोई चीज़
इस जवान
handle
Hundred metre dash in my sandals
Pumas ain’t out yet but they on my feet, yeah
Two passports, don’t need a visa
I been hot like fever
Crib stay cold
bitch can't be seen camel
Pretty bitch nigga with a gun that go blame
Pretty feet bitch they look good in sandals
Yeah I walk what I talk
I'm that
sleeping,
If I only were a goth.
With my hair up, I'd look fancy,
Like Siouxsie and the Banshees,
With silk or velvet cloth.
Dressed in boots, never sandals
a tent n keep my wife in it all day.
For the record, knew who she was before we got married Ok?
In my closet I have more than just robes and sandals
Never
a sandal
So ain't nothing i can't handle
Oh, ain't nothing can't do
Got shit to prove
My ego died & now it's back
A bag of chips & all of that
I'm the shit,
every trace
Of your cold embrace
Shed your winter coat
And sow the seeds of vernal sun
Melt water will flow
And irrigate spouts of zest to come
Sandals
I’m a big boy in a bando
Lambrini in my lambo
I’m rocking socks and sandals
Making music with no band
Oh my gosh, oh goddamn
I’m that bitch, I’m
(M-m-murderer) woo
Escaping route, touch iPod
Sandal mi ja, I no fit enter store
I no fit hear the haters talk (I no fit hear the haters talk)
All white candles, ooh ooh
We strapped like sandals, ooh ooh
Had a dream I got cancelled, ooh ooh
Never say that on camera, ooh ooh
Baby come here,
as gone
I ain't know they sold dark Sprites
What he sippin' on?
I ain't know them sandals was Dior
He just kicked 'em on (I ain't know that)
Seen them
dime
Baby you got me opened!
Sandals in the summertime
Uggs when it's snowing
Keep her in a beamer, in a wife beater
She looks so delicious I could eat
a sandal bitch
But when I pull up you on you
You ain't like that shit
Wonder why you did me wrong
Why you act like this
Now I'm the GOAT and you miss me
nothing bout furlough
Before I go in the crib I circle
PTSD g Herbo lV sandals with the shorts
Feel like Mompha with the sauce
Crypto money keep calling
Had
out that bando, with my fuckin banjo
Blowing bands though
And we light the fucking candle
Pull up in that camo
Shoot you out your sandals
Tell them
Rocking open sandals
Roll the window down, I'm throwing pólvora
Now your mami stressed
Screaming out "Ojalá"
Squeezing in your mouth, no Orajel
Send you all
heaven
Poppy ni kin go hard now mo go harder
In a good time I can do better
Ki sandal ma lo di bata
Ki omo ma dagba ma gun Gokada
O de ?? Ijo ta ba ri
ferocious
Peace sign saves, crank up the ride, I'm on the road lit
c single city nigga bangin old shit yo
Chicks keep they toes fixed, in open toe sandals
l'anger
Any gbedu wey we drop, omo, na banger
I keep my stamina
Buckle my sandal
K'oma gbomi all over to Casablanca
Oh-weh, Moët, Hennessy, Rosé
Oshey,
feel ya baby, let me grab this linen
And slip on these sandals with the ostrich all in 'em
(Man call them stripper hoes, tell 'em call all they people
I
make me geek, lookin'
Sweeter than a treat, yuh
Dancing to the beat, like the
Sandals on your feet, yuh
Damn, I really love her, I just wanna hug her
to handle, you got blue sandals
Who shot ya? Ooh got you new spots to vandal?
Do not stand still, both show skills
Close but no krills, toast for po' nils
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body should look if you’ve never done a day in my feminine sandals
And you hate when I’m out with the girls cos you know there are men setting better
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