Lyrics:
Veci hádže v spálni Braňo Mojsej flow
A čistim zuby s Fiji
A citím se jak Didi jéé jéé jééj (Fresh)
A pritom sedlák jak z dediny
Chcel by si mať
miliónů
S podobnejma představama
Nenapadlo by mě ani ve snu
Že se dostanu tam, kde sem dneska
Ročník jedna devět osm šest
A vobyčejnej kluk z malýho
bochen, temu dam na wódę, uh
Bo nie oceniam nikogo i nie lubię być oceniany (woah)
Ziomki z Interii pisały recenzję, nim album do końca został wysłuchany
I bring to it
(What you bring to it?)
Wet pussy by the light behind the curtain
Paper towel wrapped around her
Thigh absorbing it (Ah)
I'm the type
Conflict
Resolution that's damn sure not a specialty
I wanna thank everyone for listening to
The album they just listened to
Please don't take out
ostatni
Gdy ty byś wiedział wywierciłbyś jej trzecią
Linię metra wtedy w gardle
Ten album to alter ego
Syf który muszę wywieźć by spać
Bazuję na tym co
se říct si svoji cenu
Cesta trnitá, za mnou nechávám růže (Nechávám růže)
Doufám, že tohle album vykouzlí ti úsměv (Vykouzlí úsměv)
Kloužu nočním
być traktowany sam
Nie jak króla, nawet jak mam skarb
Ani jak żula, kiedy sypie nagle mi się cały świat
Gdy by cieszył mnie zemsty smak, to prowadzi do
Night Herding Song
Produced by Dave Cobb
Album Songs of the Plains
Oh say, little dogies, why don't you lay down?
You've wandered and trampled
Fans take a picture of me grinning
When I'm around women it's like that
Now picture me, I think I'm winning
When I'm alone see it's right by
life
I don't know, on my life
Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap
Yeah, early 2014 I was on the Knock Madness tour
I was mad about it, I half-assed my album cause I really didn't know what I was rapping for
I was
somebody by their steering wheel
'Cause you know that mother fucker in that Ford Taurus
Could be the next mother fucker in that new Porsche
But like I
the fries
Would you stick by my side?
Would you ride?
Would you roll?
Would you go?
Need to know, Need to know
Hit a slump
What if business was slow?
stopped hoopin' I been pimpin' pens!
Now I'm surrounded by these bitches like I was pimpin' Ken!
Lookin' for a bubble butt, tryin' to bust a couple nuts!
Could have Guitars that I have never played,
Every Elvis album ever made.
I got the cars, I should learn to drive
Could have a house that would blow
to pick a mike up frank
There's already true rider
We will talk billers
If you listen to my new album
When there's no thrillers
Gota N-dubz be cool chiller
cause I know majors
Back to my music, back to my papers
Back to the paparazzi stuffing our faces
Back to my boy whose discussing my wages
One by one
myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no beef or peace
Everybody gotta eat
Yo!
John.
What's up?
Yo, I'm going to put the song about your house on the album. Is that cool?
Uh Yeah, I just don't want to have any, like,
the
Recording of this album!
I got it with this gift certificate I won at the save
The sea turtles marathon run dude!
Check it out! I wrote all of the lyrics
like me
I guess, I told you about myself to a degree
Just by telling you about people like me
But people like me they speak politely
They don't start no
play nuthin else to say its goin down tonight
The remedy kicked in I'm feelin the hen. by the way the club is jumpin. lil mama gettin the biz she no
I'm livin' on cribs while u dreamin' in ya cribs
So all you big babies can keep on ya bibs
Stayin' on tour while my album gettin' shipped
Tryin'
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