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oh ah
Ooh oh oh ah

I just stay high
So I can sleep at night 
So I don't think about
All the times all the times 
You were by my side
You were

and
Sometimes I just wonder why I
Almost let my life go by

Sometimes I can't sleep at night and
This here it just don't seem right and
Sometimes I just

Woah, all her friends on go, man
I'm already hip (O oh)
Damn, she gon' do what she do
I'ma be who I am

Yeah, I just fucked her so good
She wanna clean

Talking To The Moon

Bruno Mars

Doo-Wops & Hooligans

2010

oh

At night when the stars
Light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Tryna get to you
In hopes you're on
The other side
Talking

the chrome
Bitch, I'm a warrior, shots to ya dome
Got it by my lone so talk what you know
She talkin' crazy and shoulda got low
Oh my God, what happened to Ro?

Eh
Eh
Eh
Eh
Eh
Eh
Eh
Eh
Heh
Yeh
Ayyy, Miller, what the fuck is this?
Mix the Bud with the Wax, that's the way you're supposed to smoke it
Andrew tate

on a stopwatch

Wait Stop!
Like the time when you walk by

Hands all on me
Aint talking analog
Hands all on me
Aint talking analog

Now here's a lil story all

jak Lil Peep?
Gdy teraz mi na głowie robią mętlik aferzyści
Ciągle chodzę w żałobie, bo bez przerwy tracę zmysły
Moje życie - priv, to temat na nagłówki

Weezy (what up, pop? What up, pop?)
Fuck what they heard, it's what they need to know, nigga
(They saying C-A-R-T-E-R, yep)
Ya feel me, hey nigga,

Get Down

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter

2004

Weezy (what up, pop? What up, pop?)
Fuck what they heard, it's what they need to know, nigga
(They sayin', C-A-R-T-E-R, yep)
Ya feel me, hey

strap get killed
Come around my way warring Im’a black up still
All black in field mane what you did this for
Now I’m talkin to you waterboarded ribs all

okay?
Thinkin' about me, that's what you do all day
Shit easy to say
She'd rather cut the head not the hair
Careful, shit crazy out there
Caught him

the money by any means
I went from serving dinner plates
To cold nights serving the fiends
I went from mommas baby boy
To heartless nigga in the streets yah

been a pussy keep a weapon tuck
Told that lil bitch he the runner up
Money on my mind I don't care about you
Don't care about your feelings you gonna

Funny Seeing U
Written & Produced by Alic Walls



Oooh wah..ohh wah
Uhhh..(Flower child)
Ooh wah
Aye..oh yeah
Flower child
..Turn me Up aye..

Verse

tatted on her thigh 
And oh lord I know 
That this night bout to get litty 
So I pulled out my I Phone 
And hit up my dawg milly 
And told her that we

gone slide by
Song on the radio like na, na
Pick you up and drop you off like hi, bye
Nah, this ain't nothin' new to me
But I really want you to see
What

granny house
762 knock the dentures out ha fucking mouth
Oh toodles come here lil bitch im bout to slime em out
Uh uh
Its lil dirt huh you know it aint

an elephant
We gon' make some noise
What's in my right hand?
Oh it's just a toy
Blat (Blat) Blat (Blat) Blat (Blat) Blat (Blat)
Blat (Blat) Blat (Blat) Blat

the gang then we runnin' down
We got problems lil baby let's talk em out
Always love to hear what you talk about
We taking trips for the day now we open
Look

to shoot my shot I can’t just pass, you by
For yo love I know I’d run a hunned laps, around
The whole map, I’m down
Where’s yo man? Oh wow
No man? That’s

(Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, let's go

Bitch, I'm fired up, I step on Prada when I walk
Off-white Ones and top, I sip codeine so I'on't cough
Oh, they

Now what I be about is to stroll that route, paper chasin' not waistin' my time about.
Silly lil' bullshit, suckas spit, wanna empty that clip, but ya'

Oh is that how you feel?
They keep talking 
Swear like one more blow up on a site 
I'll be walking
Last night lit a flow up on a mic 
It's still