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just sing your song 
I guess I'm off I guess you off
Why do we wanna go do it then bruh 

In the clouds

I love you, what 
Ahh

Fuck all that nonsense

of the season I guess that's just the ending to your song

I miss the way you'd laugh when you were drinking
I miss the way your shirt was full of stains
I miss

Golden lady
Here's your song
I guess I got
My future wrong
Humble Mona Lisa eyes
Fall asleep by your candlelight
Glowing souls that dance and sing

to this song I guess your not through 
Me and Swoger ripping up this beat just hope that's not you

Running up just on so fast
Getting the views up so fast

Let's thwomp, 'round the Schuylkill
And talk, about middle school
If you show me your favorite song guess I'll show you mine
I hum, deep in thought

To corrections

Call me a preacher at school
Motivational with
Heart, tone and a message
Damn Eman how you shade 
And shine
In your songs
I guess I'm great with

fucking crooks
But my songs so tasty guess 
Your mama cooks 
But now it show and tell
But I dont kiss and tell 
I make you feel heaven baby shit
Was hot

me and 
It'll feel like magic 
Even after all this time
You'll know me like your favorite song
Guess that you're still on my mind
And I must be

bothered it
I was sounding like a turkey, the way I gobbled it
Then we 69 with the shit, I guess this song a snitch
Fuck your friends and fuck them hoes,

and promise I'm the only one

You joke that someday I'll be the one you marry
While I pretend that I'm the girl in all your songs
I guess that some great things

these little kids be jelly
Steady hate cuz I'm up next
They say, Daniel, so you think that you can rap?
"I mean yah, I guess"
They say, Daniel Son, your

Sorry I've been
Faraway for way too long
I'm a reject
I've forgotten all of your songs
I guess I'll repent
But I don't think that I belong

But I

ain't the one you got me messed up
Say my name in your song then guess what
I'ma send shots from the neck up
Give these kids shots like a check up

by the end of this song
I guess your brother took the interception
Demons calling and I can't reject it
Sprinkle of misery,  little depression
Taking

bothered it
I was sounding like a turkey
The way I gobbled it
Then we 69 with the shit
I guess this song a snitch
Fuck your friends & fuck them hoes
They

Multiplication Desks

The Most Serene Republic

Population

2007

to make multiply, hold out your paws

I guess this song could be about co-habitation, describing yes
that easy thrill of copulation
Mention of I just

down, I'm up, and then
Well, here I go back down again

Well, you show up in all of my songs
Well, I guess your memory is just as strong
Just when I think

Desensitized until you crack
One finger forward and three to the back
Wish I was your love song baby
Guess I'll sign this with sincerity
Call it what you want

fishy
In what was going on
Nothing was risky
Then why they Ricky and they gone
If you can't take it
Don't ever dish it in your songs
Well I guess I can't

I guess I would've never fit your type
Except for that first night
We're two kids under that moonlight
We ate McDonalds at midnight
Became the best

Henry

Bif Naked

Superbeautifulmonster

2005

will be just fine.
So be a man and just turn around.
And get along Henry.
Be a good boy Henry.
This is your song, Henry.
I guess this is goodbye.

Produced by Nurelle, so, this song should do well
The Passion Mixtape (Friki friki friki fricki Guess Who's Back)
Clap Your Hands
If you feeling this

Went to the stu and made a song
(I made a song)
So, this ya song
(This ya song, this ya song, yeah)
This ya song, this ya song
(Yeah, this ya song)
This

Happy birthday to you... happy birthday to you
My_Kayla! Blow out your candles (Happy birthday My_Kayla)
You're 21 now daughter (happy birthday