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bottoms on slim waist But that ass fat Girl, how you get them jeans on Let a ngga get some face time You ain’t fuckin with them other Nggas you ain’t wrong
Dreitausend Euro Jeans, ich hab' Racks an (wooh) Fedex, UPS kommen Packs an (Packs) Ich hab ein Black Tee an, es ist Chrome Heart (Chrome Heart) Alle Whips,
When I spit my bars bitch I feel like Bobby Ross bitch The way I craft a bar I feel like an artist I'm on Tony stark shit The way I leave my mark
said Cheese Wish we dated cause she a freak Cerfisticated she like to tease Pushed me down and grabbed my jeans She do Acrobatics Pussy feel like Magic
at home Boy stop all frontin' you not as real as you say You remind me of a bridesmaid catching bouquets Feel like I'm dealing children but I'm not Jean
Eenie meenie Die Kinder von heute haben es nicht leicht Coole Jeans, Diesel-Shirts, brandneue Nikes Ein Ohrring in der Nase, die Haare gestylt
shit is mad lame -- hip-hop party rules no jeans, Timbs or hoodies or hats, sound like you mean me -- fuck ya! You still get shot up ain't nuttin there
Guess jeans With Birkenstocks on Bright red Bobby pins On her hair I tried to look at her all day But I can't stand the blindness That burns my eyes
Brussel in de building Bobby zegt mij 'Chill king' En ik heb het schijt aan elke sul dat zich te slim vindt Me hippe sie op de achterbank En mn tank
The rhyme cheetah, throw on the wife beater T-shirt jeans tennis shoes didn't see ya And this analogy, is a new strategy And this academy is headed for
looks like a BBL but whenever I slap that arse, it moves Jump in the jeans and it jiggles (woo) We ain't official, maybe a little Rick and Morty in
Drew: I see you passing by everynight, You're my day glow fantasy. Your skinny jeans are fitting oh so right, Just like you were made for me. Jayk:
Världsbäst flyt som Panama canali Föddes som en Fiat blev till en Ferrari Glider som fyrahundra knyck på autobani Du är Jean Girard jag är Ricky Bobby
qu'il appelle la baise Dewaere est là aussi dans un coin, et il trinque Avec Bernard Dimey, avec Bobby Lapointe Assis autour du poêle il y a Jacques
Zeeshan Clean, clean man, I'm feeling mean Billie Jean, with the lean Dancin' on the green cheddar with the bread Even while this nigga laying
ne m'rate pas si t'essayes de m'tchin Ne fais pas l'fou, y a le 9 sous l'jean On fait pas d'kung-fu, mes potos rer-ti Sous beuh de no woman, no cry
pas d'ma faute, nan nan) Mais il faut qu'je smoke, smoke J'fume une cigarette de shit, défoncé sur du Bobby Allez vite amène le fric ou j'me pointe
Bobby like I'm Whitney (On God) G-Trace, oh brudda, I'm a big G (Tracey) My young G move scratchy, he's itchy (Scratch, scratch) I'm not a court
quickly? (AJ!) Big man living like a pickney (Like a wah?) I might Bob Marley if I can't sleep (bow-bow) But I don't love Bobby like I'm Whitney (On God)
don't look at me Unless you've got the whole booking fee I used to have a hole in my jeans Holes in my tee Now I buy outfits for the whole of my team
der Platte, ham' ne Goldene verdient Du machst Love, du machst Peace Wir haben Colts, in den Jeans Laufen stolz durch den Kiez, denn er folgt uns im
qu'il appelle la baise Dewaere est là aussi dans un coin, et il trinque Avec Bernard Dimey, avec Bobby Lapointe Assis autour du poêle il y a Jacques
unsre Bitch, gib Bobby ein Kuss Chicita, Du kriegst 'nen dicken Fick von Fler mit einem Schuss Tequila. Du wolltest es so haben, also zeig uns was du
knees I was chatting to T while I sat in the heat With crack in my jeans Wrap scarf or a black mask, wap parked in a cat's yard Black heart, never act
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