Lyrics:
on her chest ( Ew )
Hop in the whip we go ( Go )
Send that lil bitch to the store ( Store )
I like bread so I get dough uh ( Ye )
I stole that lil bitch
Åååå Ingvild Kjerkhol
Det tok tid før du forstod
Ærlighet varer lengst også i Nord
Hele Norge forstod at du måtte gå
Selv Støre må vedgå at tiden er nå
bag, then grab the strap and hit the door
I never dreamed of getting old, but I got more life left in store
I don't think I want to die, but I'm not
left my feelings behind at the store
I need a little love from you, maybe a rose
It can be red or it can be gold
But baby, please listen to me though
I'm
smell something bigger in store
Oh, the spring rain helps me back up again
Oh, the spring rain lets me know I'm one in the same
Reminding me my body is
Jogando essa raba pra mim
Fica fácil pra me descobrir
Ela me pede vale Night
Vai nos Stores menciona as amiga
Se pa vai rolar menagem
Só coisas leves
pour me a four T-Ten bands cash out the store
Smoking opps shit hit the core, yeah hardcore, I'm goin' go (Yeah)
Rockin all black like blade Won't let
the dust
Put money all over the floor, I wanna see if you pick it up
Spend bands in your favorite store, I treat that shit like a couple bucks
Yeah, bitch,
ça ne se stop pas
Check, store back
Gros augmente la descente du store
Effet foule masse informe
Information massive tout le temps
Le rap c'est une
Off the plane, into the bar, took it too far, now none of us are standin’.
Liquor store’s are gonna close at nine,
Sprint across the town — get back
times I had cuffs on my wrist
My locker was empty, I start hittin' lockers
Pulled up on the store man, and fucked up his profit,
Lil bra got grazed, cause
ligner lykkelig
Med blot en snert af melankoli
Hun favner sin store krop
Ønsker blot hænderne sad på en anden.
Gemmer mismodet væk for en stund
Lader
the store
We is not the same, nigga, you better follow on to your road
You better pay attention
'Cause even with your best friend, you can still go missing
To stores in the city, I'm warm, but I'm pacing The floor, in this state liquor store, and I'm
Popping the cork, and I'm stopping the stork, And I'm dropping
seem to let go of the smoke but i don't care for wockheem
When you grow up poor you'll hit up a jewelry store to get on your feet (hit them up)
Trying
feed my children
Make it home to my son
If I don't, then he done"
She's like "Pull over to that corner store"
I'm like "For what bitch? What we pulling
the beams
Grateful Dead kicks, the tongues store my beans
High percent tinted, Gucci got minted
How much you spend on it
Five racks just on Vetements
Clean up
you but I can give you more
She not like every other girl, she don't want any store
I learned my lesson, bae, I won't do you wrong anymore
I won't even
Porton Down
As a man about town
It's impossible to ignore it
They isolate breed and store it
Then shove it in a cardboard box
Now I just heard
the truck
I don't give a
Store closed store shut
Time to duck
a hating nigga
My trunk like a gun store
Got nun but them pistols in it
Got nun but them pistols in it
She gone suck a nigga just like its tinted
Suck
you sad bout a whore
Give them ya all and then they go ask for more
Don't tell them ya plans cuz they don't know what's in store
My nigga I been through
Aye
Aye
Walk out the store
Walk in the bag
I can feel these niggas mad
Go to Louis
Drop a dub
I know I'm the latest fad
Cuz bitch I'm sexy
And I know
Shopping with the plug like a nigga named was Bino
Jacques and Kai, they been selling at the store
Everybody tryna cop a gun while they all on parole
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