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Martinica
Gioco a cricket con il collo
Di 'ste Polly Pocket picche alle cricche
Insacco polli manco Krzysztof Piątek
Sono Mad più di Max nella mia odissea

wouldn't let me go with bro up on a business trip
Once you get police involved with beef yeah I'm on crickets with it
You tried to charge me for a feature

that I step in tend to get frigid
All the chirpin' I heard before has turned into crickets
Now I'm flexin' like Popeye ate his spinach
The boom bap flow

see nuh cricket
When mi open di fifty-fifty
EastSyde lef' yuh bloodclaat brain ah grung
Behavior, we stay bad, wi have 'K stack up
Shot kick him, Mbappe

There's this country song they
Asked me to play i guess they want to dance
They should've hired someone more upbeat
Not me
I'll kill the crickets

I'm
From, where I'm from, where I'm from

If you ain't from where I'm from
You might have never heard a
Choir of crickets sing
Learn a dirt road lesson

energizer bunny
Lost a little juice like Minute Maid up in cooler
Cool as a cucuma hearing crickets Amy Schumer
Gotta tie my shoe on
I be tripping when you

serene
Unless you want a cricket bat print in
The place your face had been
Don't be concerned
That was just a little bitter lyric
The world in which you

a fidget
Hit 'em out the park, bitch
Like it's cricket uh, do you get it?
His money short, man, that shit like a midget
Bad lil' bitch, her name is Bridgette

We faced the night on the backs of our bikes
The pavement reflected the stars
c sore sight for eyes, those crickets of light
Our faces burnt black in

The fireflies are dancin in the dark
But they don't hold a candle to our spark
The spell of summer's heavy on the breeze 
cs the crickets sing us our

serene
Unless you want a cricket bat print in
The place your face had been
Don't be concerned
That was just a little bitter lyric
The world in which you

ya no hay morsas ni tortugas
Un río de cabezas aplastadas por el mismo pie
Juegan cricket bajo la luna
Estamos en la tierra de nadie, pero es mía
Los

cricket
Arrêtez de mentir, genre vous niquez l'état
& que chez skyrock, vous ne sucez pas
Causer l'arrêt cardiaque d'Africa bambaataa
Blasphémer l'honneur

the light but why do I still hear the sound of the darkness and crickets 
Ain't no shit just Gonna change if I keep my life the same you don't think bout what

Ooh, I wanna be in the picture on the postcard
Pouring pitchers in the backyard by the garden we tend
Ooh, I wanna be where the crickets chirp for me

they quiet like crickets
But they quick to woof on that twitter
That bitch a chipmunk for nuts she a critter
Shooters go get em
Up the fire and hit him

to know you

Paved a way I got the ticket
Walked in not a cricket
Bro got matching mace stay out his face he a probably flick it
We got matching taste I got

responds
Did it without a sound
Crickets in the crowd
I wanted to make my mama proud
Lookin' in the mirror
I'm actin' just like my father now, yeah
Who was I

secure that shit, tie it up, and then I throw that shit in the back
I'm smoking opps and y'all smoking crickets
Niggas ain't hearing no noise, just quit

n**** lookin real desirous
You getting crickets like wireless
Let him hit it if he wire this
Bad bitches get on the floor, get on the floor
If he want it

older
Tell me what you know about the kid
All I hear is crickets
Two faces on bitches
I can say this shit in my defense
I'd be hating too if some old

thousands
The soccer, the cricket, the beautiful nights
That offer a reason for you to unite, the City of Lights

Check, dis die wyn op die voorstoep, dis my

Far from the let you down town I'm in 
Back to

Bare feet, crickets in the creek
Big sky, air you can breathe
Took a while for me to see
Havin'