Lyrics:
Ye ye
Ye okay
Broca splendo come fatnick
P latine al mio party
Io e i miei broca tutti matti
Huma il ciccione della trap
Broca splendo come fatnick
P
wanna leave I ain't trippin
Now it's back to this Po Pimpin
It's the D-O-N.......P-I-M-P (ok)
It's the D-O-N.......P-I-M-P (right) (perfect)
It's
apenas os caminhos, ninhos,
Sem destino, a esmo
Deixa eu te encontrar outra vez
P'ra falar do que aprendi
E seguirmos juntos, muitos,
P'ra sair daqui.
Oh! Meu amor não fique triste
Saudade existe p'ra quem sabe ter
Minha vida cigana me afastou de você
Por algum tempo vou ter que viver por aqui
got this ID
That the people down at county gave me
I know you think I'm special, hear it all the time
You don't have to V.I.P. me, I'm a regular guy
n'est lucides
Au P deux j'ai booké Brigitte
Danse sur la ble-ta p'tite coupure pour donner des tips
Deux, trois modèles IG posés d'vant la piscine
Et
stang (if you know what I mean)
Ohh what a sourpuss...
Nothin' but a sourpuss
Sour (p-you-s-s) sour (p-you-s-s)...
I step to the rear guess what did I
Doe ray me far sew la tea doe
Don't rate me coz you're so large ego'd
I hope when they see our cold hard P bro
They won't say we can't hold our
O nosso amor está na mesa
Sempre uma cena úmida
E bem sedenta, desde os pés
A gente acaba na cama,
Na inigualável certeza do ""TER""
P'ra não falar
O nosso amor está na mesa
Sempre uma cena úmida
E bem sedenta, desde os pés
A gente acaba na cama,
Na inigualável certeza do ""TER""
P'ra não falar
Oh, I'm ready for your passion
Oh, I'm looking for your lovin'
Oh, I'm ready for your lovin'
Oh, I'm ready for passion.
P-A-S-S-I-O-N
P
don't need me
She don't need Z's she just need P's
I need bread she need cheese
Put it together and we call it grilled cheese
Louis jacket Louis T Louis
sare tere bhagat baba masti m h dole
Jago mere aghori bhole jago mere aghori bhole
Thak thak thak thak thak thak damru ki dhun p naach rhe h
Dim dim dim
Chtějí mě na tracku (t-t-tracku)
Nejsem dobrovolník rapu (r-r-rapu)
Chtěli by dát show za pětku (p-p-pětku)
Radši budu mrdat selku (s-s-selku)
Nemam
Yeah, uh, no P.O.V., yeah, uh No P.O.V. just the end a point of view of me
I've already went through a lot with these bitches I ain't talking bout
Honda
Dat mi a push pon e asphalt
Thundah
Sumn like dat inah bloodclatt mufflah
A bay P mi a push fi da month yah
None a my gyal dem nuh fava nuh
nou
Pale pale y ap pale
Pale pale y ap pale
Cheri sa pa p ka fè n anyen n ap banbile
Yo pa p ka kraze yon lanmou ki byen plante
Pale pale y ap pale
Uh
Woi-oi
Can't hang around no waste
Cuz them man care about beefing
Me I care about dosh see
I'm tryna get these P's in
Want a band so fat
None
Baaad
Ain’t looking over my shoulder
Ain’t breaking down on my knees
Think you’re tough cause you’re older
You can’t keep me on a leash
P-P-P
p'ra mim
E eu não lhes sei responder
Contam histórias sem notar
E eu não sei acordar
Sonhei então
Que havia paz
Que o fogo já se extinguiu
Que
the P's we tryna get sika
Cant stress me cuz you know the Drew is back
Them boy over there all they know is chat
Even without a tail you resemble a rat
Man
Ne te retourne surtout pas, ils sont tous la
Le p'tit blanc surveille très bien, comme un p'tit chien
S'faire chopper par 3 mec, c'est pas la joie
on me
Lord had mercy on me
Niggas gun for me
I can only count on me
Niggas wish death on me
Never asked for love
I sold drugs
And couple P's
Couple hoes
allons planter le décor
Ô gué, ô gué
De l'appareil masculin d'abord
Ô gué, ô gué
Elle s'approche du tableau noir
On va p'têtre enfin savoir
Quel est
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