Lyrics:
(Bad Boy)
(We ain't gon' stop)
Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax
Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that
en gang imellem er man jo et svin
Lille gris, lille gris, lille gris
Gamle gris, gamle gris, gamle gris
Store svin, store svin, store svin
Danser,
ya
And I'm excited for the things in store
Assuming that you stay
So I'll keep plucking strings until the time is right
To tell you how much feeling
Drinking weren't allowed in the barn where we danced
But you could buy a coke at the store up front
The old man wore a path in that dirt road
to see what's in store for me and my grave
Burn me at the cemetery, I have no regrets
Come on demons I'm right here I will not repent
You'd execute me
Chain gold
I do not see yellow
Wanna walk up in the store
With a bunch of zeros
Shorty acting like she got me
But she got no proof hoe
She apologized
advice
We no dey run outta place
Cus we are all craze for this place
My Music be Heading for stores
One line like a uniform
One day you be the greatest
can do to stop it
So take off all your clothes
And learn to swim
I run to the nearest grocery store cause it's- frightening
It's the afternoon
chores
cnd it's all alright
Ooo ooo Ooo ooo Ooo ooo Ooo ooo
Every night I gotta feel something
New day, what's in store
Same old lady at the same old
none of ya beeswax honey
Quit all the chit chat money
Issa store in my closet
It's in store in the sonnet
Yeah we hear the gossip
He keep it in pocket
more
I'm older now I should know what's in store
Gently Release Me
Gently Release Me
Gently Release Me
Gently Release Me
I can see the end before it
walked up in the store and they...
They turned him around
I walk in the store they give me free brands galore
She staring at me she never seen this before
Thrift store fashion
Million dollar fashion
One of a kind fashion
Fashion party fashion party
Fashion party fashion party
Fashion party fashion party
Stay away from me
Don't wanna hurt you more
I don't wanna hurt you more
Starting new like from the store
Cuz I don't want this anymore
Do you feel
I just told tt to make a store run
Grab some backwoods I need the whole damn box
I been fucking bad bitches like it's normal
I'm out here in Florida
Though a child he'll forever stay
I went on to live day after day
I could easily store it
But I'll not ignore it
My big brother's McPumpkin pail
Though
the floor
Sick to be ashamed of wanting more
I'm not plotting on your demise
I'm just waiting for it
Flagrant stores of love
You got birds, but I'm
Sitting in the car, whipping it like nose
Existential thoughts before I'm pulling down her shorts
Hitting it like raw,
Buy love at the store
prime
Like a primate I mate with anything I see
Gotta pee imma see if I can pee off of this tree
When I go to the store we get bananas
When I pull up
Everyday feels like my birthday
Grateful what is next in store
I cant hit that less its za pack
Got my own shit
Don't need yours
Barcode
Add them up digits
I betrayed her
But I really didn't
I know, but she always stayed pretty distant
Take 40,000 out my pocket
In the fucking Gucci store
Get your car, you
off guard
I've got something in store you won't believe
It's a send off you don't want to miss
Starring me as myself, the killer lead
Don't forget your
you've felt hunger
But you are still here
Make a space for all the good times
Store them in your heart
You've felt sadness, you've felt hunger
But you are
Uh ooh uh uh
Ooh uh
Skhaa
Skhaaaa
Hmph
Uh
Fly as hell dats fasho
I just might as well buy the store
I remember back when it was jokes
You could
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