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rocks
I want versace all on my socks
Team Jesus no orthodox
Wake up in the morning we okay
Thank god for another day
Living life all by his grace

Schmiddis Beamer, Lunten Dreh (Phew)
Mein Cup ist leer, ich kann schon den Boden sehen (Huh)

Ich hab, zu viele Fragen, viel zu viele um sie alle zu

lass' deutsche Rapper (Frio)

Ich schnall' meinen Gürtel um zwei Löcher enger
Denn mein Geldvermögen wächst jetzt schneller
Ich hab' hundert Groupies

to see my potential
I wanna by my mom a big house
So I could just chill on the couch
And have nothing to worry about
I just wanna do what I love
For my

souvenir pls
Ente kanavu minimum kaanum 3 meni
Inn rathrikkullil 5 bands by any means
Fly plans and some nikes
5 am in Chennai streets is the only
Is

hearses
This that murder music, in the stu', I'm with a weapon
You can never kill me by yourself
You gon' need at least ten features
And even will all

big
Stronger then Thor, fresh as a devil surrounded by corpse
She heard I'm poppin' the corks
I'll be the first, put my momma on Forbes, yeah
Second I

Kreis klein, sie machen Drive By
Deutscher Rap is wie Karate, Jko is Muay Thai
Glaube, Family und Friends, bleib immer nur du selbst
Scheiß auf Money

would I do
If I was famouz
I'd try to make a better life
For all the people who hate it
I'd try to lead by example
Use my platform for greatness
I won't

way
I see the regret sparkle in your eyes
When you be looking for me in other guys
It shouldn’t really catch you by surprise
'Cause you were warned

off)
The Prada slippers, jewelry glisten, pull up, half the roof missin'
Ruth's Chris, stuffed chicken gettin' fed by two bitches
Tyin' up the loose

And shoot him

Um we need to find a cure for this bro
I'm losing my fuckin mind

I'm smooth and black
Like Brian McKnight or Gladys Knight
(Meh lord, are you

I've been on my grind
Keeping my mind focused on getting mine
And all of those
Late nights when I'm dreaming about my life
Got my fam and the homies by

As I sit in this clinic, I'm thinking bout my life
Know it's hard to admit it but I been living trife
Just got burned by this chick that I had

feel like it's holding my hand (okay, okay)
No law by my side, I stay with my motherfucking gang

Stay down, stay down, stay down, stay down, stay down,

the time
I'm not trynna waste your time
Youʼre the best i'll never find
All the time, everytime
I'll be keeping on that smile
Keeping on that smile
By

sex sells It's alright must suck to have to fuck guys
You don't like to buy your next house
Oh well life goes on so come on by
Wait hold the fuck up I

Just hit a button Morty, give me a beat
Oh man, okay, alright, um..
I'm a fancy boy, I'm a jack of all trades
I'm a master of the world, oh lord

I'm

Der nächste Song, den wir spielen calls by
The name of "Devin"

Hey, hey ist alles okay
Brauchst wohl grad 'ne Schulter um
Dich anzulehnen uh hu was

blasen
Ich geb' ihr noch zwei Jahre und dann steht sie auf der Straße
LX trägt das Gold um seinen Hals
Und das T-Shirt von Lacoste und die goldenen

By that I mean cash on a tote bag
Then imma lay down so you can blow that
Then we'll listen to doggystyle cause I like a throwback
But we ain't doing

part is if you fast forward a year, you got pregnant by da same nigga you Cried up in my bed about
(Dam)
I guess the tables turn, you live and learn
You

the stash, um like I'm Mitch unh
Gotta get this bread, every way, then I split unh (Facts!)
Shawty said she DTF, you wanna know the kick? (Unh)
When I fuck her

and your shotgun
You loaded up and shot me, um
I think your the one
Ah ah ah, ah ah ah
We on that nitro love
And this is a story you hate to love
Don’t call