Lyrics:
a foreign bitch, with my foreign bitch (Yeah)
My money foreign bitch
Euro, dinero, yeah and that peso
Call up the Daily Bugle
'Cause I'mma skirt off in
a bugle
They searching for me like Google
And this shit is for your health nigga, Doctor McDougall
And I promise if you ever try to copy my style, that
The darkest hour's said to be before dawn, sound the bugle, it's on
Strapping lyrical with counterattacks when haters yapping
Barking dogs are never known
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
Oh hark, the drums do beat my love
I can no longer stay
The bugle horns are sounding clear
And I must march away
We are ordered down
To burn in the infernal hell fire
I'm waiting for my last drive
While the bugle of my backside
Blows a losing beat
Hope I don't run out of gas
Bet my
voir ma grande gueule en couverture du Daily Bugle (C'est un criminel)
Y'a des crimes classes, y'a des délits de gogol
Faut sortir du lot de cette
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
INTRO
Yooo, it's all about the summertime.
De Panamá pa' Jamaica y de Jamaica pa' el mundo.
Karims, Bugle.. Tell dem.
PRE-CHORUS
La vida es una
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
What's the story daily bugle
It's bullshit that's the usual
In the paint wit my ruger
My offspring that's my future
Raising warriors
not no behind
you for a ride please
Bugle up yeah
Yeah, come on
Have you noticed that your smile lights up the day
So to the girl on my feeds, this one's for you
You
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
lord to save me
Cuz' he know I do this shit everyday
So much designer, baby
I'm all in the post like daily, bugle
All of that hate from the crowd
I do
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
z si
I lüge ni, i bi würklech hard am bügle
Aber würkt ni so wöu i di eigete Ahsprüch nid cha erfüue
Ig ha mängisch z Gfüeu ds i nid ready bi für au
all over the road my engine roaring, aye
I just wanna keep my chips on point like Bugles
Niggas ain't living the shit they preach don't let 'em fool you
Verpflichtig jede Tag figgt u nimmt mer der Haut
Chöit für mi ja mau go bügle wenn ds öich e so gfaut
Wünscht i hät e Time-Machine wöu s faut mer aues grad chli
Spiderman came out to play (No way)
And yeah they love to hate
Like Daily Bugle on front page
I just swooped in on the block
Not talking doctor, I seen
strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour every minute
you know you can't get with
What's got your lips wet honey dip
I'm a trip, because I flip up the lyrical pickup
You're boogedy woogedy bugle boy style
and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now Fernando
Every hour
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