Lyrics:
stole the ball
I'm taking him to school now, watch me all
A 3-pointer, nothing but net
Come on Shaq, had enough yet?
Down by two, I'm catching up
I
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
Nous : moi; le Philosophe et l'esthète, aimons
qu'un
Soif à ce point ça n'se fass' point
Mais v'là t'y pas ...Qu'là à dix pas
Je vois des mûr's
colors
Tick tacks on round wire
Spun steel spark on three rail thin lines
Late, by act of Congress and blue all the way to Forest Park
And this
harahom fatou liyem
W anaya brohi jamais la nronji
À la fin harah kedbek w ben
Kedbek w ben w ble3tek b'ban
Gta3t el satellite matchoufich ma chaîne
Ana li
self you ain't scared when I run in
your chick I ain't bout no games woady its your life or yo bitch
Apologize when I pass by bootin my grill
3
certain of.
Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love
So, all I could do was drink the water
And I drank like twenty glasses a day.
For three weeks
D.A.M by D'lyss
Intro :
D.A.M dam dam
Di a moin moin moin moin
D’lyss
REFRAIN :
Bebe di a moin cosa ou ve ek moin x3
Bébé di a moin… hey… hey
I feel Jay Z
By the way they pay me
Like Curry with the 3
This life is not free
She calling me a feign
With all this blue and green
If you fucking
black from the timbs to the ski mask
Come incorrect, these soles you'll see last
'Fore your eyes roll back like they lookin' in the past
Doctor PT
hoppin off the A train in a New York state of mind
But I rep Westside, so I keep L.A. time
That's a three-hour difference;
So when my bitch is a six,
gettin' hot
So how the fuck am I supposed to make a knot?
Police looking at niggas through a microscope
In L.A. everybody and they momma sell dope
the family scriptures
1999 nigga, still struggling
Trying to get some money with this mastermind I'm juggling
Sharpen up ya thug mentality
And by the year
S a pséss srerèv in ch la cà co' i mùr arvulté a Nòrd...
co' i serpèint ch ì spudàn adòss a ch ì l'é piò velenôs che lôr! Che i corùv neghèr psessän magnèr
BLACKY !
Couplet 3:
Stéphanie a toujours des pensées coquines
Pas de story love, A sala deal
Elle est sans foi quand t'es piqué
Comme une abeille elle
a tune, so alone he composes
A bittersweet ditty in the 3rd person
So why star in your fictional stories?
Why try to deny your criminals and thieves?
di enter Na day by day
Who be know say Na so e go Dey
Who be know say ma story go change
Money di enter every day
Ngah them di enter Na day by day
I be
who are in love with one another. Tragedy befalls
all three. The king is eaten by a dog, the jack by a cat and
the princess by a mouse. Not to worry,
Ooh, ah
Ooh Another world
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Kitzo
Ayy
My life is a different story
It's a movie written by God
My heart on my sleeve, so
n'staba outside
I ta canta a 3 anos ma nunca ride
É ca poi nenhum pé na Mocho
Ma sobre Baghdad é ta conta lies
Ils viennent au quartier pour faire des
culture, build the homeless a home
I'm not runnin', for Congress or the President
I'm just here, to tell the world, how my story went
You see, first it
a king, a jack and a
princess who are in love with one another. Tragedy befalls
all three. The king is eaten by a dog, the jack by a cat and
the princess
of ya
I'm on my way to LaGaurdia
I'm on my way home or away, JFK (2x)
Hey yo, anywhere I go I definitely reo for mine
Cause I'm constantly
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
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