Lyrics:
on the stage and flash that beautiful face
It makes the honeys' hearts beat above a suitable pace
Showing the super stylistics very few could replace
I'm that
neechie, lookie lookie
How I get low when I boogie
Don't mind me some goodies goodies
(Yi yi) I'm Nate and boujee
My wifey be the wolf and I'm the wolf
so very low
Ay-ay-ay-ay so am I-I-I
And the winter time is all the time I got to grow
And I know it so miserable and cold
And I recognize
and I'm grown
Talkin' tough, just lower your tone
In the back, he's drivin' real slow
We been pannin' shit on the low
Holdin' feelings that he won't
when I was seventeen
Yeah, the whole hood remembers me
At nineteen, bought my press machine
And since then, I been very clean
I seen niggas come
malignant narcissist
Condoning hate and "very fine" racists
Unashamed
But you won't kill The Resistance
Yeah yeah yeah
You made us stars in your
in very low temperatures
We've gotten no checks since '98, we took payments
Yet we ove the cheese between our toes, thanks for the expenditure
are planted, standing strong, and I'm a cherry oak tree
But keep quiet as kept, cuz I'am very low-key!
Never rode a BMX, wearing a pair of Oakleys
At her throat threatening to take her life
Plus it's still so much I haven't told about the place I like to call
Home sweet home, my very own freak show
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
Oh, we're not going very far
Ooh, been tryin' to work this out
I can't get out the house
See you're parked outside
I'm telling you it's on tonight
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
don't think much of myself
You could say I got low self esteem
But my heart breaks just like anyones
Although to most that's not how it seems
Breakaway
said as he walked up to the steps
With our heads held low
Aware of out cracked faces in the sun
We had been running for so long
We had been running
That
Hop on the bandwagon and ride
No need for guarantees
Precautions all aside you've got it all
You're under their submission
A very low and poor
On Kawasaki's could wheelie up on one tire
Well respected, gel connected,
Got the method for the woody females perfected
For sure, very few flaws, heavy
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
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