Lyrics:
All along, you pulled me by a thread
Down past Honest Ed's
And I followed you there
All along, you sang your favourite songs
On the world's smallest
When a man gets lonely
He starts to cry
I've been cryin' so long
That my face ain't dry
My friends are always busy
And my momma won't stop by
To nie pora relaksu
A pora by do prądu
Ej joł czterech jest nas tu
Gie er u be so en metrowy jot i bu
Szanowani jak John Woo
To nie pora relaksu
A pora by
a way to make me feel alright
You've got a way to make me hypnotized
I'm blown away by you and everything you do
Is all so new, what cha think about it?
and it might be a sign
By the end of the night our souls might intertwine
So I'm like what'cha sippin on lookin' so fine
Lookin like a snack & its my time
a way
Yeah my bro looking down and i know that he proud
Do this shit by myself i don't need me no crowd
I got so much to say but i can't put in one song
M ga eme ifę ninė dim obi, Obi'm di oji, anya mu na cha
Igbo boy getting money ain't new to me
I was real to you and you was with the foolery
I cant
Brk'
What we go by
If he can't then 'D' Will
You can tell that man bye bye
'Ville Side' with some steppers
I ain't talking about the 'cha cha'
I know
been doin' by the shape you're in
So keep on truckin' mama, truckin' my blues away
If you been doin' what I think you been doin' baby, can't do that
Evropě 2, zní jako by měl v řiti prst
Svýho manažera, zní jak žena, co jsem pomlázkou zmrsk
Al, radši jako hošty KAL, KAL, KAL, KAL
Smažim denně MCs, né
Nahajpený značky (Cha)
Voblíkli do nich slavný lidi
Aby to koupili všichni ty zmrdi (Hypebeast)
Sráči, sundej ten Trasher (Hned, hned)
Za tátovy keše (Pow)
All of the Trophies, I’m destined to Win
Cha Cha-Ching! Cha Cha Ching!
People been asking where the heck have you been?
Going HAM, I’ve been locked up
homicidal, that could dare to be done
There's no survival, now who care to be next?
(If you don't know me by now)
Know where the borough is, doing it for
Go play yo games, girl you just don’t lie to me
Go do yo thang, girl you just don’t lie to me
I ain’t cha main, cool, just don’t lie to me
Don’t lie
but depressed by my current events
[Kim]
Yes Lord!
[Will]
Big Will swinging the best sword
What'cha flexing for, don't be testing me boy
Messing with me
[Chorus]
I'm blowin' good yeah I smoke it by the song,
And when them niggas call I don't pick up my phone
Niggas acting like broads make me pick
that goes so slow
[Chorus]
Glory glory
Hallelujah
Right back at'cha
Hope that'll do ya
Don't look at me like there's something I shouldn't
the whole squad sweatin'
Damn, how you fit all that in dem jeans?
Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink
Young boss baby I treat
Lying here, in your arms
Enchanted by your smile
Letting the world outside
Take time out, for a while
And, the rays of the sun
Shine heaven in your
the whole squad sweatin'
Damn, how you fit all that in dem jeans?
Was the question that I asked followed by let me buy you a drink
Young boss baby I treat
I'ma jus sit back & enjoy the ride
With you by my siiiiide yeaaa
Don't know where I'd be without cha
I'd definitely be lost without cha
Wouldn't know
You must be used to all the finer things
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us
dudes when I get old enough
Bet that I am gonna try some stuff
Twisted sister
Don't 'cha miss her
But there's a hundred more where she came from
can tell by the glare in your eyes
Should have realized
You were just being fake
But I'm a real one
(I don't need you)
Cuz i'm a real one
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